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  •  Beautiful diary ! (5+ / 0-)

    I live on Mount Desert Island, on the coast of Maine, home to Acadia National Park. Hunting has been banned on the island since the 1930's. The deer population has grown and they are increasingly coming into town to munch on peoples' landscaping, so there has been an outcry against them, some even lobbying for hunting.

      Not going to happen !

     It is one of the things I love about this town, coyotes singing at the edge of town, living Christmas tableaux of small groups of deer poised against the snow on side streets in the winter. Not being a very good gardener, I don't mind when they wander into the yard. I do have a rambunctious largish dog and that keeps them away, somewhat !

     There was one day on the athletic field, dog off leash, when I saw a doe wanting to come our way, but eyeing the dog most dubiously - fortunately, Stella did not see her, so I called the dog and put on leash, then moved away, around the tennis court fence. The doe seemed to know all about leashes, she dipped her head politely and sashayed right by us and on her way !

     You explain very perfectly about those paths that look so promising and then end abruptly ! I always thought they were due solely to dufuses like me walking down and turning back again, making the path endure a bit longer. Now I know, it's the deer at work !

     Thanks much !

    “Good things don’t come to those who wait. They come to those who agitate!” Julian Bond

    by Dvalkure on Fri Jan 25, 2013 at 09:35:32 AM PST

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