Watching Deer or Oil Painting?

It’s kind of hard to focus on painting when this is outside the door.

Apparently, I’m not the only creature to appreciate spring in Three Rivers.

This little herd is just one body short of a baseball team. It looks as if this is a deer park, rather than my lawn. Actually, it isn’t even a lawn; we stopped watering it a decade or more ago. Water costs too much here. I love it green, but I’d have to work more and sell more instead of staring at the deer if I wanted to keep it like this through the summer.

Besides, lawn mowers will be outlawed in California in 2025. . . we don’t want to wear ours out if there can be no replacing it. (California is a special kind of stupid.)

We’ll look at the oil painting aspect of my life in the next post.

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3 Comments

  1. I love your curious neighbors, and am grateful they feel comfortable enough around your property that they visit often. Do you think you’ll see a baby Bambi or two this spring?

    Better get a hand-mower because, yes, “California IS a special kind of stupid” (or at least its clueless legislators in Sacto)!

    • We usually don’t see Bambi until the beginning of July. Our local herds tend to have lots of twins. The only controls over herd size seem to be vehicle traffic, and we often see deer with injured legs, limping along. It’s kind of awful.

      • Oh, I would hate that!! Makes me very sad and angry at the same time. 🙁


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