...One in the Oven!

To continue my trek, after I showed you a partial tally of the swallows along the river, I encountered a bit more wildlife [and tame] while I walked. On the hill, a lone white tailed doe was feeding on the grasses. That is the main reason, during the summer months, I like going here at an ungodly early hour, the deer are usually out if full force. 90% of the time anyway.

I walked along the road a bit, turned off at the boardwalk. A sweet retriever was doing his morning walk ritual with his papa too. I thought of Eileen. And hiding in the dew laden grass along the field, a cottontail was hoping the furry pooch didn't notice. I don't think the dog was in a hunting mood. It looked well-fed and not hungry in the least. Too hot to chase after bunnies, besides!! 

And the river was quiet and still, if the water was clearer, it'd have been mirror like. Instead it's more like pea soup...still pretty in its own way.

Then, coming back out from the back woods area along the boardwalk, I spied two! Two beautiful creatures and I stood still and watched them. Of course, as they munched on green morsels, they kept an eye on me too. I love deer. Their silence, their stature, their everything. To top it off, there was a three point buck! I haven't seen a buck in nearly a year. Mostly yearlings, fawns, and does. So, this was a special treat.  I'm not sure, but I think the doe is about ready to birth too. At some angles, I could even see the shape of a small body in her womb. I imagine the time is close. [and yes, I looked it up when I got home, In south Texas the white tailed deer mate in December/January and birth approximately 200 days afterward. That'd be about July and/or August.]

A very pregnant mama to be



The return of the Retriever on the road; they took off to the dense woods to safety!