Growing Bolder

As winter wears on, the deer have come earlier and earlier each evening to clean out any left over bird seed.

Last week, someone had cleaned the feeders out by mid afternoon.

This morning, a likely mother and daughter arrived about 10 minutes after I put out the seed.  The mother was wary and bolted as I entered the sun room.  

It was interesting how the squirrel on the tree just behind didn't wait for her to leave.  At one point he tried going in between her legs.  It must have tickled and he scrambled back to safety when she shook her leg.  The birds gathered in the trees and hanging feeders, but waited to go to ground until she scampered off.