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| Full moon rising |
I’ve enjoyed watching the deer up close when I’m outside the cabin. They ignore me and I pretend I’m ignoring them while I’m really watching them. I just hope they soon learn not to ignore the car.
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My western view is starting to return. I can now see the top of the mountain to my west, though as of this morning, not the rest of it. It’s a start. This fall is definitely not turning into one of the pretty ones, as far as the leaf colors go. It may, in fact, be the least colorful fall I’ve ever seen. It’s certainly the least colorful I can remember. I just hope this is the bottom of that barrel and for the next 50 years or so the colors are a lot better than they were this year.
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Same here, Carolyn, though there's still a bit of time to go for the color to develop (at least for me here further east, and if the forecast rains don't knock all the leaves off the trees first).
My staff and I pick up deer killed on the roads around "my" preserve to gather biological data from the animals. We're on a trajectory to pick up more animals this year than we have for the last several years. The bucks are completely oblivious to anything but the does right now.
Whew! Glad you didn't hit the deer. Thanks for that gorgeous shot of the moon on the water. I just sat and gazed at it for a while. So peaceful!
We have also almost hit deer in our driveway. That's really too close.
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