Looks like the new crop of deer have LED’s for eyes. Who would need Rudolph’s red nose to guide the sleigh if you had 12 deer with these eyes? Don’t worry . . it was just the flash on my camera. And, why am I thinking about Santa already? Maybe it’s that gas stove.
My sweet, hard headed, will not listen to anything I say son, Chad, has put out corn for the deer so he can get a picture of them. Goofy guy . . I get pictures of them every day without feeding them. If I had any hopes of ever having a garden, I’d be upset with him for feeding them but having a garden here . . well, the chances are about as good as the chance of getting a gas stove at this house. Darned . . are you tired of hearing about that stove? I am! 🙂
The lure of the corn was stronger than the fear of the woman with the camera.
But, alas, they decided to calmy walk away, knowing I’d go back in the house and they could come back and finish off the corn.