June 25, 2013
Bruce, Hermione and June
Our yard is a forest animal's dream. It's got trees, grass, a pond stocked with fish and plenty of wonderful-tasting plants. I'm convinced that animals come from all over the Greater Washington Metropolitan Area to visit. The other evening I looked out our back window and noticed a deer, a giant bunny, a pair of doves, a pair of cardinals and a squirrel. "It's like a real life Sleeping Beauty out there," I told Beth.
A couple of months ago, a doe (a deer, a female deer) started poking around our yard. The next day, a young male deer, antlers just budding, hung around for an hour. They came back every few days or so until our mulberry tree did it's thing. Mulberries must be wonderful because the deer were back - separately - every day for hours on end. We named the male deer Bruce (after Bruce Dickinson, lead singer of Iron Maiden) and the doe Hermione (duh).
On Saturday, home between swim meets and additional pool time, I passed by the back window and saw something that made my heart explode. Hermione. And her fawn. We named her June after a quick look at the calendar. Hermione waltzed around finding mulberries while June turned our backyard into a racetrack, sprinting around on legs way too big for it's body that it had obviously just learned to use. It lasted about 15 minutes and then they were gone. We like to think that Hermione brought June to meet us. Maybe to say thanks for the mulberries.
You're welcome, Hermione.Posted by Chris at June 25, 2013 7:20 AM