The snow is gone and the deer graze, fortunately, outside the back yard fence. Unfortunately, the front yard sprouts are vulnerable to their nibbles.
Those white clumps among the tulip greens are pieces of Irish Spring soap. For some reason, deer don’t like the pungent odor of the cleansing bar. I also hung a couple of bars on the magnolia tree, because the deer like to munch the budding flowers. Who wouldn’t? The buds have yet to emerge, but I thought I’d get an early start at deterring my wild neighbors from partying in my front yard.
The first spring blossom is a rebirth for me as well as a rebirth for the flower, and I dance as soon as I see that very first explosion of vivid color. So, it’s important that the deer find something else to snack on. The flower catalogs specify which flowers deer won’t eat. Unfortunately, deer can’t read.
Because I have the flu and unable to hike on these spring days, or do much really, the Aussie is bored.
She’s also an actress.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone.
And Happy to Ya!