K's backyard deer don't seem fazed by the sleet. One stands guard in the woods while four others settle into a green bed of leafy ground-cover. The deer are the color of dust as well, their necks thick like tree trunks. I watched one drop down onto its front knees before collapsing its hind legs and thudding to the ground. Not at all graceful, this ancient and vulnerable maneuver. I suddenly thought of dinosaurs, though I know they aren't related. Perhaps I'm remembering a detail from Jurassic Park animators.
When the deer don't move, they become completely invisible. They must have decided I'm okay, even though I appear periodically in the window. They allow me to peer out at them in my bright blue shirt.
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When I was a kid, my brothers, sister and I went out to the woods in the back all the time.
One day, we went back, took a blanket and some sunscreen. Laid out the blanket and squirted sunscreen all around it, deciding for some reason in through the use of kid-logic that it would attract animals.
It did.
A deer came up to us that day. I mean, really came up to us. So close I could have reached out and touched it. Standing, right next to the blanket, and four innocent children who didn't make a move, just existed, next to that creature.
It was magical.
If you ask my brother what attracted the deer, to this day he'll tell you suntan lotion.
Miss you Gasket. ;)
Glad you are back
I killed a deer with my truck. Driving at about 50 mph on a mountain highway it just jumped gracefully into the front of the truck and bounced off dead. Strange experience at that speed. Almost slow motion.
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