fflo | Hi, Deer.

That's what I was saying tonight, during multiple moments of eye contact. The mamma deer and 3 babies---who are now at least older teenagers---were at the next house from my mailbox today, but I was pretty sure they were heading to my place, cuz they hang out here. And they were. I said "Hi, Deer" while I got the mail, and then with some rare eye contact through my garage-shed as I carried my stuff in, and then through a back window, and then through the front window, as the 4 of them got dessert out front, after salad for dinner out back, while one of my cats sat and stared at them.

I've been following them all summer, and am always glad to see all 3 kids are still around.

The head of little gardening business (who put up my partial fence replacement this year and talked to me about putting in soem trees and then putting in some kind of yard next year, where I had the jungle cleared out a couple of years ago) told me that I should really have them come out and poison things this year, if we're going to try to make a partial yard-like thing next year. But I've been putting them off. At first it was because I was working on my little movie, but lately it's been cuz it's clear that the deer loving getting meals from the various unpoisoned-as-yet flora out back, and I don't want to poison them. I'm rooting for them. And they need to eat at my place, cuz the neighbors don't want them eating at their garden, and the cool-lookin' fence they put up around it is only a few feet high.

All the eye contact today was great. And saying "Hi, dear," cuz only the first one was really "deer", if you wanna know the truth.