What sweet photos Barbara. Look how the fawn has one watchful eye on you – maybe you, as you are taking their photos? Was this from your window? How nice to look out and see a deer and fawn from the comfort of your home.
Thank you, Linda. I can’t remember if the fawn photo was taken inside or outside, before or after I opened the sliding glass door and took a step out. Since I’ve always loved deer so much but rarely saw them in CT it has made me so happy to see them so often down here in NC.
I would be happy to see this beauty and her baby too. It was very clear if you took it through the window as there was no glare. You are lucky seeing them Barbara. I’ve only seen some adult deer wading in the marsh, far away from me, so far this Summer, but I’ve not been to Lake Erie Metropark very much either.
I’m amazed the pictures came out as well as they did. It was a cloudy, dark, damp morning and the camera kept telling me to raise the flash, which I didn’t do. I’ve been seeing quite a few fawns in the neighborhood and will keep on looking for possible photo ops. 🙂 I hope your weather starts improving so you can get out more often.
I hope you see more fawns Barbara and that it cools off a little so you can get to your botanical gardens for some more award-winning pictures for next year’s gallery showing. As for the weather, I was mixed about going as it was a sunny, bright and beautiful and in the middle of Winter I’ll ask myself why I didn’t, but even now at 8:15 p.m. it is 85 degrees and 85% humidity. I know you have that weather all the time but we only had that occasionally … the new norm.
Me, too, Linda! I’m aching to get out and about with my camera! I have a feeling that as long as I live here I will never acclimate to the summer inferno. It’s remarkable that when it is in the 80s the locals talk with much excitement about the “cool” temperatures. You and I will just have to enjoy spring and fall when they come around and hope that climate change doesn’t end up making those seasons unbearable, too.
Yes, embrace those seasons Barbara as Winter is not always conducive to going on walks nor taking photos here and you know all about Winter from living in Connecticut. The weatherman kept saying “sure it is 90 with a real feel of nearly triple digits, but if you’re at a lake or lounging at a pool, it is perfect weather.” I disagree – you’ll be cooked like a lobster if you stay out in it and you can only swim for so long!
Cuties! I saw a deer yesterday too and regret not having a photo. I went on a hike – Peaked Mountain in Monson, perhaps you know this spot too with all the small world commonalities we have found lately? – with some teacher friends and all of a sudden a male deer appeared on the side of the trail so close to us we could’ve touched him. He stopped and stared at us while we stared at him. Not one of us had a phone at the ready to take a photo and I think none of us wanted to make the sudden move to take a photo and possibly startle him. We enjoyed this moment until he decided it was time to run away into the woods.
I’m smiling at your question — I’ve never heard of Peaked Mountain. The only thing I remember about Monson is visiting my granduncle and grandaunt there on Gates St. when I was a child, so I don’t think I’ve been there since the early 1970s. However, after I got married we used to drive through Monson on our way up to Tim’s aunt and uncle’s in New Salem, MA. We used to take Rte. 32 all the way from New London, CT to New Salem. What a wonderful experience you had being so close to that buck! Making eye contact with deer just fills me with awe. I was six years old the first time I encountered a buck standing on the road near the woods. I was walking home from the bus stop all by myself.
Rt. 32 is a road I know well! I live on it, lol! But we travel it often – north toward Quabbin Reservoir and Tully Lake – and the campground we just stayed on was on 32 just over the line in NH, and we travel it down into CT on day trips, sometimes hitting rt 84 for part of the way depending where we are going.
Yes, the eye contact with the deer was wonderful and I feel like all 5 of us on hike had that “moment”.
Isn’t it funny how people of “a certain age” have those memories of walking to and from the bus stop alone as a young child, and never thought a thing about it, and today it seems every kid gets picked up at the end of their own driveway regardless of how close to another stop it may be?
To think how many times I must have passed by your house! Next time you take Rte. 32 south, if you go past the intersection with I-84 in Willington, the next town, Mansfield, is where I grew up, not too far from the intersection of Rte. 32 & Rte. 195. I also lived in Willimantic for a year or two after we got married, before moving down to the shoreline.
Life was so different back then. I was so glad when my sister started school the year after me and could walk with me for that 1/2 mile from the house to the bus stop on Rte. 195. And it never occurred to my parents to give us a ride down there in inclement weather either!
It wasn’t my house in the days you drove by here – I moved here in 2021 when my marriage was falling apart and I left my husband. I lived in Wilbraham for my childhood, and raised my family there before I moved here to Monson. I was just driving that route yesterday – we took a day trip to a spot in Rhode Island, then took rt. 1 over to southern CT and 32 back home- so I definitely went through that intersection. I just LOVE the frog bridge in Willimantic!
I don’t think I’ve ever been to Wilbraham. After such a big change in your circumstances I’m glad to know that you landed on your feet and are happy with your new life in Monson. I was so excited when they opened the Frog Bridge in 2000 – it made my frequent trips to Storrs-Mansfield to help care for my dad much easier. The old bridge across the river was so narrow it was scary to drive over. I love the story behind those four copper frog sculptures.
Me with mine too. Yesterday at lunchtime, we watched a mama come through our backyard with her fawn. The fawn got the zoomies, had my husband I and laughing, as it sped around. Then they disappeared into the marsh. 🥰
Fawns with the zoomies are so much fun to watch. I know we’re not supposed to do it but when a mama comes by Tim will throw out an apple for her. Sometimes the fawn will nurse while she’s eating it. Other than that we don’t feed them. 🥰
Appears that we were correct that your last lady deer on Wordless Wednesday was a one plus! 💕
Yes! This fawn was resting with three does nearby so I’m not sure which one was its mother. 💙
Aww, babies of all species are just so cute!
True enough, although I’ve always been partial to fawns!
They look so peaceful… 💕
And the doe was quietly chewing her cud. 💙
What sweet photos Barbara. Look how the fawn has one watchful eye on you – maybe you, as you are taking their photos? Was this from your window? How nice to look out and see a deer and fawn from the comfort of your home.
Thank you, Linda. I can’t remember if the fawn photo was taken inside or outside, before or after I opened the sliding glass door and took a step out. Since I’ve always loved deer so much but rarely saw them in CT it has made me so happy to see them so often down here in NC.
I would be happy to see this beauty and her baby too. It was very clear if you took it through the window as there was no glare. You are lucky seeing them Barbara. I’ve only seen some adult deer wading in the marsh, far away from me, so far this Summer, but I’ve not been to Lake Erie Metropark very much either.
I’m amazed the pictures came out as well as they did. It was a cloudy, dark, damp morning and the camera kept telling me to raise the flash, which I didn’t do. I’ve been seeing quite a few fawns in the neighborhood and will keep on looking for possible photo ops. 🙂 I hope your weather starts improving so you can get out more often.
I hope you see more fawns Barbara and that it cools off a little so you can get to your botanical gardens for some more award-winning pictures for next year’s gallery showing. As for the weather, I was mixed about going as it was a sunny, bright and beautiful and in the middle of Winter I’ll ask myself why I didn’t, but even now at 8:15 p.m. it is 85 degrees and 85% humidity. I know you have that weather all the time but we only had that occasionally … the new norm.
Me, too, Linda! I’m aching to get out and about with my camera! I have a feeling that as long as I live here I will never acclimate to the summer inferno. It’s remarkable that when it is in the 80s the locals talk with much excitement about the “cool” temperatures. You and I will just have to enjoy spring and fall when they come around and hope that climate change doesn’t end up making those seasons unbearable, too.
Yes, embrace those seasons Barbara as Winter is not always conducive to going on walks nor taking photos here and you know all about Winter from living in Connecticut. The weatherman kept saying “sure it is 90 with a real feel of nearly triple digits, but if you’re at a lake or lounging at a pool, it is perfect weather.” I disagree – you’ll be cooked like a lobster if you stay out in it and you can only swim for so long!
Cuties! I saw a deer yesterday too and regret not having a photo. I went on a hike – Peaked Mountain in Monson, perhaps you know this spot too with all the small world commonalities we have found lately? – with some teacher friends and all of a sudden a male deer appeared on the side of the trail so close to us we could’ve touched him. He stopped and stared at us while we stared at him. Not one of us had a phone at the ready to take a photo and I think none of us wanted to make the sudden move to take a photo and possibly startle him. We enjoyed this moment until he decided it was time to run away into the woods.
I’m smiling at your question — I’ve never heard of Peaked Mountain. The only thing I remember about Monson is visiting my granduncle and grandaunt there on Gates St. when I was a child, so I don’t think I’ve been there since the early 1970s. However, after I got married we used to drive through Monson on our way up to Tim’s aunt and uncle’s in New Salem, MA. We used to take Rte. 32 all the way from New London, CT to New Salem. What a wonderful experience you had being so close to that buck! Making eye contact with deer just fills me with awe. I was six years old the first time I encountered a buck standing on the road near the woods. I was walking home from the bus stop all by myself.
Rt. 32 is a road I know well! I live on it, lol! But we travel it often – north toward Quabbin Reservoir and Tully Lake – and the campground we just stayed on was on 32 just over the line in NH, and we travel it down into CT on day trips, sometimes hitting rt 84 for part of the way depending where we are going.
Yes, the eye contact with the deer was wonderful and I feel like all 5 of us on hike had that “moment”.
Isn’t it funny how people of “a certain age” have those memories of walking to and from the bus stop alone as a young child, and never thought a thing about it, and today it seems every kid gets picked up at the end of their own driveway regardless of how close to another stop it may be?
To think how many times I must have passed by your house! Next time you take Rte. 32 south, if you go past the intersection with I-84 in Willington, the next town, Mansfield, is where I grew up, not too far from the intersection of Rte. 32 & Rte. 195. I also lived in Willimantic for a year or two after we got married, before moving down to the shoreline.
Life was so different back then. I was so glad when my sister started school the year after me and could walk with me for that 1/2 mile from the house to the bus stop on Rte. 195. And it never occurred to my parents to give us a ride down there in inclement weather either!
It wasn’t my house in the days you drove by here – I moved here in 2021 when my marriage was falling apart and I left my husband. I lived in Wilbraham for my childhood, and raised my family there before I moved here to Monson. I was just driving that route yesterday – we took a day trip to a spot in Rhode Island, then took rt. 1 over to southern CT and 32 back home- so I definitely went through that intersection. I just LOVE the frog bridge in Willimantic!
I don’t think I’ve ever been to Wilbraham. After such a big change in your circumstances I’m glad to know that you landed on your feet and are happy with your new life in Monson. I was so excited when they opened the Frog Bridge in 2000 – it made my frequent trips to Storrs-Mansfield to help care for my dad much easier. The old bridge across the river was so narrow it was scary to drive over. I love the story behind those four copper frog sculptures.
So very sweet and precious! 🥰
I do love how often deer visit us here! 🥰
Me with mine too. Yesterday at lunchtime, we watched a mama come through our backyard with her fawn. The fawn got the zoomies, had my husband I and laughing, as it sped around. Then they disappeared into the marsh. 🥰
Fawns with the zoomies are so much fun to watch. I know we’re not supposed to do it but when a mama comes by Tim will throw out an apple for her. Sometimes the fawn will nurse while she’s eating it. Other than that we don’t feed them. 🥰
Awwww…… 🥰