Morning Visitors in Appalachia

The seasons 're a'changin', . . . and critters are beginin' to roam the neighborhood, . . . like ten deer crossin' by DonDiego's garden patch to git 'cross the road.



But they didn't stay long.



Then this mornin', some lady turkeys were a'feedin' 'neath the backyard feeders, . . .


. . . 'til the King showed up.


Ahem, . . . 'til THE KING showed up.


But, purty soon 'twer time to mosey along. Farewell, noble bird!

Hey! Looks like you the time you guys stayed at the plaza.

J

Looks like hunting season to me

Blades sees that DD doesn't have to travel far to enjoy a nice dinner of wild game.

Wow DD that is quite the show from your own back yard.

I'm a thinn' that ole DD is figuring out where to set up fer huntin' season.

DonDiego gets all the meat he needs at the grocery store, . . . and occasionally a restaurant, . . . as most civilized persons do.

Besides, technically DonDiego's house and, therefore, the subject deer and birds were within the city limits of DonDiego's present hometown. Now, . . . about halfway down the hill behind them birds is the city limit, . . . so'd they'd be fair game, so to speak. [The white blooming trees behind the Tom, are on County land. 'course, them trees belong to the owner of a near mansion on several dozen acres, who might take exception to shootin' in the general direction of his home.]

But DonDiego has absolutely no desire to shoot any of his animal visitors. Nonetheless, if there were a breakdown in civil society it's nice to know DonDiego's got the means to take down a bird or deer. And, as long as poor old DonDiego is nice to them they'll pr'bly hang around his house 'til then too.

Does Double D feel the same about those pesky tomater worms?

No. [n.b. DonDiego does not eat such worms, but he is not above killing them.]

Them tomato worms used to bother DonDiego's garden when he lived in El Paso, Texas. He'd pull 'em off and dispatch them to their maker. They sure is juicy varmints.

And no such pests bothered poor old DonDiego's garden up heh' in Appalachia 'til last year. Technically, they was "tobacco worms", . . . but they look and act purty much like tomato worms, . . . so's DonDiego'd just pull 'em off'n his plants and execute them.

Love the pictures.