This is the deer that wanders around our neighborhood during the day, almost fearlessly.
It's summer in St. Louis, which means hot, humid (usually), and overall just lazy.
We all love visitors to our gardens, right? We want them to be comfortable, feel at ease, enjoy their visits.
Last Sunday my wife and I got a little surprise when we walked out onto the deck:
"That kale was delicious!" is what was said in my house recently.
If you've read my blog for a while you know that deer (and other animals) visit my garden regularly. (In fact, deer probably spend more time in my garden than I do.) A couple of years ago I spotted this guy:
This is my driveway behind the house, as seen from the bedroom window. It's the messiest part of the space because it's where plants are being repotted, things are waiting to be relocated, etc. Just a general working area.
It's fawn season, so I'm not too surprised when I spot one in the garden or in a neighbor's yard.
Yesterday I saw something that disturbed me: a very young fawn running around the front yard! It was probably a week old at most.
Time again for collected snippets. It's not Autumn now, it's not! At least the weather agrees with me on that, as it will be 90ºF (32ºC) again today, and for the next few days. Humid too -- where's my dry September that I love so much?
I've had a few problems in the garden recently. I know we all do, as summertime is often rough on our plants, at least when compared to the version of the garden that lives in our heads. You know the one, where everything looks perfect with no work and no attention, when you never have to water or prune or weed or deal with herbivores.
One of the disadvantages of having a garden full of wildlife is the "wild" part. They just don't seem to understand the limits that I have set for them.
I have a confession to make. Something, as a gardener, that is difficult to admit.
I've been checking the garden every morning for additional fawns like the one from the other day. Yesterday morning I found one:
It's the time of the year when every morning's trip into your deer-visited garden might be extra-exciting...
After being away from the garden for a few days (which in spring seems like a few weeks), this is the first thing I saw from the bedroom window this morning:
I've mentioned how my summer's crop of edibles was ruined by the deer finally deciding that my garden fence was worth jumping over. Too busy of a summer meant that I didn't have a good defence planned (I used the Canadian spelling because it's so appropriate), so I abandoned my crop.
Like many gardeners, I deal with deer on an almost daily basis. I say "almost" because sometimes I don't notice any damage that they've done, because definitely they're in my garden a couple of times on any day.
One of my favorite things about having snow on the ground is being able to see the tracks of whatever creatures visit. When I first moved here about 20 years ago, seeing deer tracks in the snow was exciting. Deer sightings were a rare event.
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