The morning of the last day of February found the Starling Gentry Doe Posse bedding in the snow just above one of my astragalus patches in the garden. These ladies slept in. The first one rose at 9:12, and they weren't all up and browsing until 10:30. "Ain't skeered," they said, in deer language.
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Venison for the pasta dish....
I agree with Eduard, as usual. LOVE LOVE LOVE
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