I’m not sure how many people get to witness a wild deer giving birth. Just beyond the edge of the lawn there is a hillside that leads down to the river.
Every year the mother deer come and lay in that grass, inexplicably in the same space as the ones the year before. How do they know? Is there a special energy that rises up out of the earth? How do they choose the same spot year after year and seem to know it well? This year was no exception.
I startled her in the evening light as I walked around the corner to water my flowers and there she lay. She was surrounded by 4-5 other deer and they immediately ran. She lay there just looking at me and I stood still, not sure what I should do next. Quietly I retraced my steps as she stood up and lumbered down the hill heavily, her belly swaying side to side. She only went a short distance and then lay down again.
From inside the house, we put the spotting scope on her. The grass where she lay was too tall to see much of her body and the sun was setting quickly. We would not get to witness the birth, but the thing that impressed me the most were her eyes. She literally was looking ‘in’ to see what was going on in her body.
I was able to photograph her through the spotting scope lens. "What do you see?"
A few mornings later, she wandered by the window, grazing casually and she had an air of elegance and pride to her step. I smiled as I congratulated her for I knew she had successfully delivered her new little one who was hiding nearby in the tall grass.