The neighborhood deer couldn't stand it one day longer…
They crashed the fence.
They just had to find a way to get to the apples on our tree.
Life is a highway.... I am living a dream as I travel and explore our world. What will I find around the next corner?
Have you ever thought of the meaning of "four"? Four is the number of: seasons in a year. corners and sides to a square. virtues....
Apples are deer cocaine. They couldn't help themselves.
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ReplyDeleteBuggers anyway. Have you tried tying rags or some of that plastic ribbon to the branches the theory being that they will move in the wind and scare the deer off:)
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