it's so quiet...
So quiet that I can hear my breathing and the beating of my heart.
Days with no breeze or wind are rare in our area...it's because the ocean is nearby.
I tip toe outside...
the warmth and light of the summer sunshine
on my back.
our deck is bathed in sunlight
one of summer's gifts
shadows come out to play
The garden is a chaotic riot of greenery
the side yard has been taken over by Lady's Mantle
it's a massive lime explosion!
our local deer wander by for a nibble here and there
if I left the back gate open perhaps they'd help me out...
dead head a few plants and do some weeding
but if I did I am sure that they'd head straight for my roses!
Jude The Obscure a David Austin Rose
sits out front in our Humble Bungalow Garden
vulnerable to the deer...
a doe and her two babies have been dining here.
One of the stags in our vicinity
and we live fairly close to town
the deer are thriving here in Victoria as there are no predators
(other than man)
urban development has taken over their habitat
forcing them to be resourceful and creative
in a city with so many gardens that offer up a salad bar
the deer seem quite happy.
the neighbours are building fences
placing nets on their favourite plants
erecting chicken wire barricades
Oak Bay has performed a deer cull and it has been met with a lot of criticism.
There are signs up in the areas where fawns cross the roads...
"slow down fawn crossing."
It's curious how when we are in a peaceful and quiet setting
that our thoughts can wander
as we take time to ponder
life's bigger issues and questions
being in the moment
focusing
changing
shifting
adapting
attempting
to live in harmony with nature.
