Through the window and out to the yard...  time to grab my camera and see what the sweet Stinky has been up to. 

 August 4th, 2013
The beautiful returns

The Stinky 

                                   I saw her the previous day as she snacked on wild berries and looking amazingly content.  She was relaxed as the sun was shining and she allowed me to approach and feed her carrots and apples.   I began my silly chant to her, "Stinky carrots and apples".  Her tail slowly wags, butterflies and grass blowing as she cautiously approaches me.  Like clock work she wets her nose and gets a big sniff into the air, checking and confirming if it is me and not someone else.  After confirmation, she gives me a reassuring glance that states I'm welcome.  If she was unsure up would go the tail and in a second she would disappear.  With eye contact we both get a clear understanding that we are safe for the time being, both of us.  She always needs to make sure it smells like me, the one who she trusts and who she has been allowing into her life.  Why me?  Why can I enter her world?  My friends say I'm a true Snow White...I don't believe that's possible...but I'll run with the thought and just believe it.  The deer whisperer, as I was called today by a friend, her only human friend who thought her pregnancy had failed in some form or predators made the circle of life happen too quickly.  I looked deep into the brush and no spots were visible I felt sad she was alone but then happy she made it out alive.   I was hoping to see a baby or two but there was just Stinky. Then the next morning she felt it was time...the debut of three lil girls.

Babies

3 little ones

Whitetail Deer Love

6/9/2013   Stinky is pregnant again and so pretty

Winter is over and finally she can shed that thick coat

Back to her home turf for another season of summer

The Girls

I'm going to begin this blog out of the love I have found in two female deer the summer of 2011.  I never thought I'd blog about any topic until yesterday when I came across one of them, in my horror, decapitated and lifeless,  alone in the woods.  I later placed baby pink roses on my sweet friend as I mourned.  I felt pain for them and I too felt pain for my loss.  How strange since we never shared more than space together.  We never exchanged words, just looks and body language.  We learn so much from silence, just open your eyes and see things, really see things... my shared visual of their story.  Or shall I say our story.

   See the beauty I was able to experience through the lense of my camera as they trusted me in their space.  As I gained a respect for their struggles and the hardship of rearing of several babies in the woods.  My respect for them is beyond words, my enjoyment when they appeared is priceless.  The story begins with doe number one, I call her Stinky and doe number two is named Broken Leg Stinky. 

 I now want them to wander into your heart.  I hope they may enter your soul through my photography and stay in your memory forever. 

A very pregnant Stinky 

 With my deepest sympathy and love to their family roaming in our woods,   your friend Patty

The new fawn appears August 2011

Stinky loves to pose

Stinky and her Button Buck Stinky

Father to Button...8 Point Mr. Big 

Stinky loves the Michigan apples

Broken Leg Stinky first appears injured with a complete fracture to right leg in late summer 2011.  She was always alone and behind the pack the entire year.

Button Buck Stinky appears now and then as a grown up and on his own in first rut...renamed to Spike Stinky...he stills remembers me from when he was a fawn.  Autumn 2012  

The Midnight Snackers are shy with humans.  They usually appear at dark.

Stinky's new family appears in late September of 2012...two new boys and a lil' girl !

Broken Leg Stinky with her new family,  September 2012.  Her leg still broken but she seems to manage.  She carried these two who are not shy.  

Her 3 babies, she was so proud of them.