Under a cold spell for the past few days, the resident deer have been showing up at the water trough.
A group of eight does, mamas and their babies.
All fat and healthy, they have quite a variety to choose from in the nearby pasture and woods.
My arborvitaes however, seem to be their favorites.
Out of the bosom of the air,
Out of the cloud-folds of her garment shaken,
Over the woodlands, brown and bare
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent, and soft, and slow
Descends the snow.
~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
5 comments:
That is a wonderful poem. Thanks for reminding me of it, and thank you for the lovely deer. :-)
We had a dusting of snow today to remind us that winter is not over. We too have had very cold days. I really like most animals and the deer have to be interesting to observe, unless they are eating on you shrubs.
Yes, please, put the kettle on! Visiting from West Virginia where it has been snowing and blowing all day. My mum was from Caldecote near Cambridge, so tea is a common ritual for me and my 12 sibs.
78* here today...Stay warm!!
hugs
Donna
Our temperatures in the UK have dropped to below freezing!
Brrr! It's soup weather :)
Love the colour of that sky.
All the best Jan
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