No day is the same...
I had occasion to glance out of our back bathroom window when I noticed a light brown shape at first and on closer inspection saw that it was this dear deer grazing merrily on the luscious offerings on our verge.
The rain was beating a steady beat on the pavements, bending blades of grass and of course making the grass easier to swallow. After a few moments of silent adoration I ran to the front room where her feline majesty was partaking in her morning slumber, picked her up and carried her through to see the exciting visitor on our verge. In her dozy state she took a minute to realize why mummy was asking her to be quiet!
An older leaf I presume? Still unaware of its spectators this young deer took her time eating only choice greens while twitching her ears so as not to miss any footfalls. Rather divine to see such a stunning animal up close.
At the moment most verges resemble works of art upon which bees and insects can hover at their heart's content.
A collection of wildflowers, weeds and insects is a rare sight even in our environs...the need for neighbourly conformity and adoration of verges resembling a short back and sides, makes a natural lawn a rare jewel to behold.
Biggi
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