But White Flag—the doe with the damaged tail that always stands straight up—and her two fawns weren’t there. Neither were the bucks—Big Buck 2011, the medium twin bucks, the small twin bucks, or the disabled young buck with the shattered front-right knee. Alas, if all the bambits were in sight I would have counted at least 35—a record number here at Meadow Glenn.
With so many deer browsing 24/7 in our neighborhood, when snow and ice cover much of their wintertime food supply this winter, will hunger urge them to break through the cages of iron stakes and welded wire I’ve installed and to browse the buds that would be next spring’s leaves and flowers?
I'm hoping for a “good” winter during which our beautiful bambits will find enough food outside our landscape to satisfy their hunger. When I walk about and take their pictures, I consider them a blessing. But when I see browsed shrubs and trees in the spring, I have other thoughts.