When we moved to northern Minnesota, I was fascinated by the deer we’d see in the close forest. They are so lovely, so graceful, and so wonderful to watch. Especially the fawns in the spring. They are awkward, spotted, fascinating infants.
So we put out deer feed and that brought in even more deer, more lovely visitors, and eventually the lyme disease that is rampant in deer country.
The deer made a path through our property. They used it to go from our feeder to the neighbor’s feeder and then, so we learned, to the next neighbor’s feeder. And so on. They did very well, food-wise.
We would usually see up to one hundred deer in a day.
That’s a lot of deer.
Maybe too many.
So now we only feed the deer if the winter is extremely cold and the snow is so deep that they won’t survive without help.
I still enjoy watching deer wander through my property even if there are fewer of them.