Friday, July 25, 2014

Wishing for something amazing...

The new fig tree is loving this hot weather.
And if some critter doesn't eat the figs before they ripen, we should have a good crop this year. 
So far so good.

It's hot. The chickens are going around with their mouths open. This is when we need to be sure that there is plenty of water for them. The wild birds are sharing the birdbath and find shade during the hottest parts of the day in the trees and bushes nearby.
Carl caught a sparrow the other day.It was near the fence under some bushes. I think Carl was surprised to find that he had actually caught it. By the time I pried it from his mouth, it was dead. He was going to eat it. He was very unset that I took it away from him.

I had been trying to get some shots of our newest members of the community. We have a mother deer that comes to the watering container every evening. she has two babies that she is very protective of.
Usually, she comes down by herself and drinks... then at some point she lets the babies come down too.
But, the minute she sees me,  as if they have some sort of pre-arranged warning worked out between them, they disappear into the trees.
Mom always stands her ground and likes to give me "the look"...
As if to tell me that I need to keep my distance.
And then she slowly leaves too... 
And I get the tail end of her as she slowly walks away.

Well, a few days ago.... I went out to feed the chickens and close them up for the night. I looked down toward the driveway and there were the deer... all looking at me.
I returned to the house for my camera and when I came back outside, they were still there.
Miracle of miracles.
I finally got these photos of our cute, little spotted visitors.
They watched me... then they watched their mom.
Mom must have said something to them because, all of a sudden, they looked at each other.

One of them looked up the hill. The other kept staring at me.
Then one bolted up the hill and the other followed right behind
.
The response was orchestrated and without hesitation... and then they were gone.

But, I now have some images that I'm happy with.
They come back every evening to lean through fences and  reach into my garden. The pile of garden clippings has been rifled through by morning and the deer scat abounds.
Such beautiful creatures.  I wish I could touch them. Walk up to them and look into their eyes... to let them know that I'm OK, that they don't have to fear me.
But, it's a good thing that they are fearful. Death is always close. I hear it at night... when the coyotes kill something and howl their victories on some distant hill... and... there are all the other predators that own the hills from here to the river. I fear for these lovely creatures, especially at night. I'm reminded of a favorite Mary Oliver poem called

This morning I watched the deer
with beautiful lips touching the tips
of the cranberries, setting their hooves down
in the dampness carelessly, isn’t it after all
the carpet of their house, their home, whose roof
is the sky?

Why, then, was I suddenly miserable?

Well, then, this is nothing much.
This is just the heaviness of the body watching the swallows
gliding just under that roof.

This is the wish that the deer would not lift their heads
and leap away, leaving me there alone.
This is to wish to touch their faces, their brown wrists-
to sing some sparkling poem into
the folds of their ears,

then walk with them,
over the hills
and over the hills

and into the impossible trees.

( From Mary Oliver's book, Why I Wake Early.)






9 comments:

thecrazysheeplady said...

I love Mary Oliver :-). Beautiful pictures!!!

Suz said...

ahhh Mary Oliver
such nice neighbors you have
bet you thought of the goats like I did

joanne said...

amazing photos, such beautiful animals. I saw the zebra pic on fb, did you take that one too? Love Mary Oliver...we are kindred spirits you and I.

Charming Baglady said...

Your new fig tree also reminded me of the goats. I'm sure your thoughts were there too. I know how much you miss them.
The photo of "mom standing her ground" and giving you THE LOOK is priceless. You captured it perfectly! ~Dawn

CYNTHIA CRANE said...

Lovely, lovely post and photos! What a wonderful way to begin my day. Simply adore the Mary Oliver quote, will have to get that book! And your fig tree - WOW! Mine is new, planted last fall, and its a miracle it survived last winter. Someday, someday I must have a bounty of figs like I see you have! Oh, and I LOVE your white fence in the background. (The artist and gardener in me misses NOTHING!)

Madeline's Album said...

Oh how I wish I had a fig tree I love fresh figs. The pictures of the deer and her babies are great. Have a blessed day..
Madeline

sunshinegirl said...

I simply love those deer photos!
They kind of took my breath away <3
I wish I could see them too !

Brian Miller said...

smiles....there are two deer just under me right now....below my eye line of the deck...they are grabbing the leavings that have fallend from the pear tree...i spooked them when i first came out and they moved away, but they are back...and we are sharing space....

Kerry O'Gorman said...

I've beenissing your thoughts and images...I'm back now with a few posts to come about my adventures.
That poem? She has read my mind and heart!