Deer are on the move, rutting in our back woods, and elsewhere, though I haven’t managed to get photos of them in action …
HEADS LOCKED
I came into the room 
to get a book but
movement on the patio
stopped me
two young bucks
head to head
antlers locked
swaying back forth
unhooked stood back
focussed forward
tangled stumbled
fought lurched
in battle
while leaves fell
from the maple tree
To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.
I hope that the only deer to visit our yard in 6 years will do that again some day. Even though my flowers were being eaten and I had a new garden. Our neighbor who did find the deer in his garden one morning, and very noisily chased it away, and the noise associated with the construction going on on the T.-C. near us kept the deer away. I have seen a lot of deers in my life in Nova Scotia, but the deer looking me in the eye via my kitchen window one morning is a picture I will never forget. Nature? Yes!
I enjoy the deer too, though if they munch on too much I bark at them:-)))