We have a herd of deer in our neighborhood. They traverse a field across the road, click and clack over the road and meander down the hill to our field where they will look for apples under our ancient trees or acorns along the oak lined river. Sometimes they will slip over the bank for a drink when the river isn't frozen.
I used to think seeing them was pretty special until they discovered my broccoli one year and our cedar trees another. There was plenty for them to eat out there in the fields, in fact in everyone else's fields in the neighborhood, but they loved the broccoli and salad bar we inadvertently offered the best. So after fencing and hoop houses, they now pass peacefully through on the same path they've used long before we put up billboards for fast food, neither of us now in danger of becoming extinct.
I would hope that in the coming year we all have a peaceful passage through - and at least TRY to figure out how to co-exist with everyone and everything else on this planet. For many it begins by learning how to park inside the freakin lines of your freakin parking space.
Their Passage Through • 8" x 8" framed to 12" x 12" • $275
