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I haven't made any scientific study of this doe, so it may be different one each year and I may be mistaking another doe's fawn for hers. But, she is larger than the other deer in the valley so she stands out.
She was eating my wife's flowers, so I sneaked out the front door onto the deck to get a picture, but she was smarter than me and took off.
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We have three regular visitors nearly every morning - all Does.
I posted a pic of one of them last week. We really enjoy seeing them in the early morning as we drink our coffee and greet the day.
Anyone other than olmanriver seen any fawns?
Not me, but this doe is VERY pregnant. I have seen fawns as early as the end of March before.
I was up in Leavenworth about a month ago and saw a really big doe but it was a muley.
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Hey Oregon! You're still alive! Great!
What happened? Computer crash, vacation? We all missed you.
I saw a fawn last Friday, June 3rd.
It crossed the road in front of me where I pull off the road to prk in front of our house on Blue Rock Rd. in Benbow. It was pretty good size, older than just recently born, but it still had spots. I didn't see the Doe anywhere, but it could have already crossed before I got there and was already in the brush,or crossed after I went by, there was brush on the side of the road where the fawn came from too, so the Doe could have still been there waiting until I passed.---Elsie---
Just dumb server problems. I am now off the rez and staying in Port Angeles for awhile.
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Two spotted fawns here since the second week of May.
Awwwwww! Get pics of the babies, Ernie, I'd love to see them!
When Tom Murphy lay dying of cancer at home at the age of 62, his family discovered something about him that none of them knew. It involved the “hard winter” of 1889 which is mentioned in most accounts of the early days of Blocksburg. It was a winter that was so severe that much of the livestock died and many of the settlers were forced to give up their homesteads and move on. The snow was so deep that even the local Indians were unable to get out to hunt.
There was an Indian camp above the Murphy Ranch. Young Tom knew the people there and knew they were starving. So without saying a word to anyone, he loaded up his packhorse with whatever he could. The ranch always had a store of beans and cornmeal. They made their own bacon and ‘cracklins’. He beat out a trail in the deep snow and made his way up to the camp. He never told anyone about it.
Two women who had lived at the camp that long winter came to visit him when he was dying in the 1930s. They had heard about his illness and came to see if they could do anything to help. After all those years they still remembered Tom and his kindness to their people.
tom was married to my grandma nye's cousin etta patton. tom had a rep as being a great bear and lion hunter. he never fed his dogs deer meat. just bear.
in those days, having deer meat to eat kept people alive. today we have safeway or a local market. its nice not to have to kill something that is so beautiful to look at.
Does anyone have a recipe for German sour rabbit stew. I eat black tail jacks. Meat real dark. Normaly I roast over the fire.
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