Every four years, our scrub oak trees produce acorns. This is only the second time since living here that we've seen this happen. Sure, it's a dirty mess walking to the mailbox, but the reward far outweighs that little annoyance. The deer LOVE (love, love, love) the acorns. Our driveway has turned into a drive-through restaurant for these families. They can been seen out there nibbling away at all hours of the day, but come dinnertime it's standing room only (hahaha... I crack myself up.... sorry....). I'm loving our new basement door, too. Because there's a screenless window in it, I can take some photos before opening the door and risking scaring them away. But, they've come to not be threatened by me and my camera anymore. I took these photos either sitting just inside the entryway with the door open or even sitting just outside the door. They're not scared-- they're just hungry. The mamas don't seem to bring the fawns around to our yard until the babies are a few months old. (Other neighbors even have the babies born in their yards or their yards are used as the safe hiding places when the babies are much younger.) The babies aren't as small and wobbly now, but I feel rewarded with having our yard be the go-to place to hang out now that the acorns are falling!
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