When we seeded the pasture, we were advised to mow it when it reached 6 inches tall. However, it’s much too muddy out there now to run any sort of equipment over it; we’d just leave huge ruts.
Fortunately, the local wildlife has decided to help us keep the grass under control.
They are out there every day. Some days, they’re out there all day. Momma, plus two babies. They will come up to within 20 feet of the house. They glare at you if you walk up to them, but they don’t bother leaving unless you’re within about 10 feet. I’ve had one stand in the driveway while I’m driving up to it, with this look on its face as if to say, “Really. You’re going to make me move? Honestly, the things I put up with…”
I think we’ve had more neighbors stop and take pictures of our property since the grass grew than any other time. The deer have a fan club.
My favorite question, though, came from a visitor from in town.
“Are those, like, you know, real REAL deer?”
“Yep.”
“Like, live, real, wild deer?”
“Yep.”
“That is just so cool.”
“Yep.” Although, it does mean that any garden that I plan for spring had better have high security fencing, or I’m doomed.
