Life must be filled up

First thing this morning as I drew the curtains, I startled a young deer in the garden. He then leapt nimbly over an eight foot hedge. This is what he ate for breakfast: all the heads off the mallows; the stems of a hardy geranium which I’d already cut back; the red flower heads off Pelargonium ‘Vancouver Centennial’. Deer are very dainty nibblers, cropping all the stems to a neat uniform height. I don’t mind about the mallows because I’m trying (what a battle) to get rid of them anyway. But pelargoniums? I really can’t be bothered carrying them all into the greenhouse every evening just in case.

I should be thankful that this year my sedum and phlox plants have been left alone and not chomped to ground level. I shall never know whether or not the scary tin butterflies I planted really have kept the marauders at bay.

This deer has been having a nice little lie down in my garden for ages. I simply can't get the zoom function on my camera to take a photo that's in focus, so this is a distance shot from the window. I took much better deer pictures with the old camera!


No posts lately because I'm ill.

I was having a quiet cup of coffee this morning when I spotted a deer with its head in the border, chomping my plants. I rushed for the camera and the creature stared right back at me, meanwhile having a good long waz on the grass, as you can see if you click on the picture to enlarge it. They are beautiful but so destructive.