Until today, the sometimes dense ProfessorRoush has been under the impression that his garden has gone into hibernation for the cold days ahead. Because of my "in-while-its-dark," then "home-while-its-dark" work schedule, my garden wanderings have become limited to weekend treks during the few hours of sunshine and tolerable temperatures. Primarily, I get out into the garden for a few lovely minutes to exercise the portly Bella and make sure the trailer hasn't been stolen.
I was far wrong, however, about my garden being in hibernation. While the plants may be biding their energy, a check of my game camera shows that there is plenty of game visiting my garden. At least I can say "my garden's got game" with a straight face now. In fact, I just realized that the number of larger mammalian bodies moving through the garden is greater now than at any other time of year, even without any attention from humankind.
Interestingly, the ice storm seems to have affected their daily pattern as much as mine. The only daylight photos of deer that I captured were taken in the days while ice was on the ground. Perhaps they were desperate for food that wasn't ice-covered, or perhaps they feel safer moving loudly in the daytime than when they are alerting night predators with each ice-cracking step.
My garden's game is even playing games in the darkness. The photographic evidence suggests that Follow The Leader is pretty popular, and Hide And Seek pick-up games are everywhere. Look at the photo to the left; Can you see the fawn standing in the bushes just behind the legs of the doe pictured here? I'll give you a hint; locate the light-reflecting eye in the bush and then look for the hind legs to the left of it.
The only damage that has occurred to my garden seems to be part of a Purple Smoke Tree toppled by the ice, so I guess I won't get my dander up about damage that I can't find. The deer can just have what rose rosette disease hasn't already taken and I'll pick up the pieces next spring. Bella and I can still enjoy the garden, romping around in the sunshine as we did today. I'll say one thing for sure; for a mildly obese dog, that Beagle-Border Collie mutt can run like a deer!