Normality
In spite of grey skies,
blueish snow and early-
morning, under-cloud-
light combine to color
my garden several shifting
shades of blue-grey.
Light grows and the garden
starts to whiten. No deer as yet,
but they aren’t far away.
Two big ginger cats,
I think at first they are foxes,
stalk their marmalade path
through the trees towards the road.
I have never seen them
before. New neighbors?
One crosses the road
but the other hesitates, then flees,
as flashing school-bus lights
bring normality back to my early
-morning dream-filled world.
rogermoorepoet 
My family had a cabin in the mountains, I used to love watching the local deer graze on branches and bark, such gentle souls!
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They are indeed. I love it when they dance on their hindlegs under a full moon underneath my bedroom window. Incredible sight.
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Five deer raced through the yard as we ate lunch. I don’t know what spooked them. They’ll be around all winter now. They looked in fine shape. Come March / April, they will be very thin and scrawny, poor little things. They are such welcome and beautiful visitors.
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Very nice
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