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Monday, April 21, 2014

With The Deer on The Road Between Seasons

Additional photographs of the experience are also found in this blog.
 
 
Family Two crossing The Road Between Seasons.




If you are ever in the Somewhere, Kansas and you hear a Lady yelling "Hey Girlies!!!" or calling sweet nothings to a group of does ("Hey Baby Cakes, how are you today?") or calling female names such as Raphaella, Victory, Marque, Allegra, Clarissa..., chances are  you are hearing my voice. The previous facts are true and common when I am out with the deer. I have had people often think I was taking to people, but they really love it when they discover I'm talking to white-tailed does.

 
This morning I spent a very relaxing time sitting on my little chair on the western half of The Road Between Seasons. I was relaxing and on a photographic mission to capture a coyote, who I know often travels the area in the noon hour. I was hoping to get a photograph of my mangy enemy. I didn't see any coyotes, but I did meet a new friend a tuxedo feral cat, who was traveling the dirt road. I will write about that experience another time.
 
After my relaxation time, I started back  up the dirt road and what did I see at the top of the hill. Doe Allegra stepped out of the hedge row traveling north across the dirt road. I started audibly signaling to her. She looked my way, but then crossed the dirt road.
 
Then, doe Raphaella stepped out, then a fawn (Josephine), then another fawn (Tobit), then doe Victory. Tobit, Josephine and Victory crossed the road and finally Raphaella. I walked closer, and the closer I came to them, the more apparent it was that the heard and recognized my voice. I started loudly calling  their names... "RAPHAELLA (she is always first with me), LEGGY (that's my nickname for Allegra)!!!!!!  Not long after that the retreat began. Allegra crossed the road first, then Raphaella, Tobit, Josephine and finally my precious Victory. They know that I like to visit them at home. Here is a bit of what I saw from start to finish.

 
 
Allegra grazing on the fresh spring grass on the north side of
The Road Between Seasons and Raphaella and her fawn Little Josephine
looking in my direction as I audibly signal to them.


Same photo as at the beginning of the blog...Allegra far left, Raphaella's fawns Tobit and his
twin sister Josephine crossing dirt road with their heads down and Raphaella still looking
in my direction. She is always VERY attentive to my voice and audible signal.



Little Josephine running across the eastern end of The Road Between Seasons.
 

 Doe Victory...last one to cross The Road Between Seasons and the last one to return
across the road. My Deer Mobile is parked in the distant left.

My girls are wild, but they are trained and they know what to do when they hear my signal and my voice. I love them soooooo. Well, that is how I spent some of my time with the deer today in the world where white-tailed deer dreams come true... a place called The Road Between Seasons, in the land of Somewhere, Kansas also known as The Vicinity of Heaven.
 
Good night Deer Lovers... this is the Josie Wales... The Deer Paparazza+ writing... may your dreams be sweet and deerlightful! And remember God LOVES white-tailed deer, but He loves you so very much more....Ciao for now!!!

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Reunited and Growing Unborn Freckled Life

Photo taken with my phone at sunset.
Family Two looking at me as I spoke with them Thursday evening.
 From left to right. Raphaella's
female fawn Josephine, doe Allegra (Raphaella's older half sister and
matriarch of Family Two), Raphella's button buck Tobit,
Raphaella, and Raphaella's yearling Victory.


The last week has been like the good old days for me, while visiting Somewhere, Kansas... just me and the white-tailed deer.  I had a period of about three weeks where I was unable to do much walking due to a flare up of a chronic back and hip problem. I would drive around Somewhere, Kansas and I would park in various location and read, write and make phone calls, but I was unable to venture in.  The condition has calmed down again after a trip to the doctor and a bunch of medicines including steroids.  I am thrilled to be back with the white-tailed girls (does) and their kids (yearlings and fawns).
 
I have been going to see them at sunset. I start by parking on The Road Between Seasons and often find them heading to the Open Area. Thursday evening, I call to them and they start coming. I love to see how excited the fawns become when they recognize my voice. They do a little jump and start skipping toward me. I start talking to them in my energetic and happy voice and they pick their little hooves up and high tail it to me. Unfortunately, I didn't have my camera with me to capture this, but I had my camera phone so I did get the photo above, once the got to me.
 
After Family Two came to me, I put down some corn to help supplement their diet for the growing freckled babes inside of the does. Family Two started to eat and then I heard others coming up Cedar Ridge. I watched to see members of Family Three appear Marque, Valencia and Valina. I spoke to them for a while and then I left.

Last evening, I was out again and this time I spent time with Raphaella (daughter of doe Josie of Family Two) in The Cedar Cemetery. Then, I went down to Territory One and spent time with Clarissa (daughter of doe Lillian of Family One) in Wyeth's Meadow. I have know both of these female deer, since they were in their mama's wombs and they came to me when I called and followed me like I was a trusted friend.

I studied Raphaella and Clarissa, in particular their tummies. Raphaella abdomen is still small, she usually doesn't start showing her pregnancy until later in April. Clarissa's abdomen is BIG and I commented about this to her, with joy of course, not to make her self-conscious. I stood there and looked at both  of their abdomens and dreamt of the freckled life(s), which are growing inside of them.

Oh, how I love life, whether the life is still unborn or the life has been delivered. Life is the greatest and most valuable of all known treasures. And I am thanking God ahead of time for all of the freckled babes, which will soon be visible in Somewhere, Kansas. And, if it be God's will, I will be there to make sure they are protected, because I love them so.

Tomorrow is Easter, the day that Jesus rose from the dead to give us eternal life, I am most thankful for this. God gave us life and then sent His son to give us eternal life. Yes, we have a chance of not one, but two lives, earthly and eternal. The second is found on the narrow road and their is none narrower to travel than the deer trail.

Happy Easter to all from the beautiful white-tails of Somewhere, Kansas and I! With much Christian love, Josie Wales The Deer Paparazza+ 

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

On Call for God

Yesterday, I fed Family Two in the Cedar Forest and then walk down The Road Between Seasons with a pack of corn. As I neared the gate to the Northern Loop I saw a medium sized coyote step out from the Northern Loop. He saw me and retreated up Canis Ridge. By the time I got to the gate, he was standing on top of the ridge between the half dead cedars and although I despise coyotes, I must say he looked rather picturesque standing on the ridge that is named after him. I lifted my camera to take a photograph of him and he disappeared off of the ridge heading west into Buck's Hangout.
 
I ascended Canis Ridge like I have done so many times and soaked in the simplistic majesty of her humble elevation. I looked around The Ridge, which in my mind is sacred, and appreciated the new look since her terrain was deliberately burned a few weeks ago. The blackness of the burn was still visible beneath the new growth of fresh grass, but the burnt smell was gone due to the precipitation we have had and the time that has elapsed since the burn.
 
Once I got to the top, I positioned my chair inside the arms of a partially living cedar and sat down facing west toward the wooded area where the big boy bucks like to gather with the members of deer Family Three. I named this wooded area, "Buck's Hangout." I watched for signs of the coyote and the deer. I was blessed to watch a doe and a yearling doe at the south end of Buck's Hangout. I called to them, "Hey Girlies, there is an IDIOTIC coyote around, stay alert!!!!! They turned and looked in my direction (to the east) as I called the message to them. They hung out for approximently two minutes and then looked quickly to the north and bolted to the south. I figured the girls detected Mr. Coyote presence. 
 
While I watched the activity off the west side of Canis Ridge,  I remember the first time I climbed upon this humble peak, the date was March 26, 2009. On that day my life changed forever, because this place became like holy ground to me, because I felt closer to God there than I have in any other part of Somewhere, Kansas. 
 
Returning on Tuesday of Holy Week was special to me to be back in this place. I didn't want to leave. I wanted to make this my destination every day in the future. However, then I remembered, that where I go from now on is not up to me, but it is up to the God who guides me in my life. He has given me a divine pager called The Holy Spirit.  My will may be for me to be on Canis Ridge everyday, because I love it so, but it may not be God's will for me. If He tells me to be there everyday, there I will be, but I don't think that will be His will for me. He likes to give me a variety of things to do,  places to go, people to meet and opportunities to witness to God's mercy, love, glory and goodness.
 
Case in point...
 
Today, I went out to see my mother at the Nursing Home around nine o'clock, she was sound asleep in her wheelchair. I thought I'd take the day for myself. However, that was not God's plan. After lunch with a friend from out-of-town, I returned so videos to the rental store. My plan (or will) was to go home and get some things done around the house and rest a bit. However, after walking out of the video rental store, I felt compelled (in other words The Holy Spirit paged me) to call the Nursing Home to see how my mom was doing. Immediately, I called and a nurse answered the phone and I asked how mom was doing. She told me she had been anxious. I asked if it would be helpful if I came out and took her for a ride in the car now? She said, she would check with the nurse caring for mom. When she returned to the phone the answer was, "Yes." I told them to get her ready and that I would be there in a few minutes.
 
After mom was in the car, buckled in and the door was shut, she took my hand. I looked at her and she was looking at me and she said to me, "You know, I had prayed that you would come." I smiled on the left side of my face, chuckled and said, "Yea, I got the message."We went for a ride together in the car and our destination would be... Somewhere, Kansas on the south end overlooking Territory One.
 
Remember, God loves white-tailed deer, but He loves you so very much more. From the outskirts of Somewhere, Kansas this is Josie Wales...The Deer Paparazza writing... Good night and ciao for now!!!

Saturday, April 12, 2014

The Time Is Now, There May Not Be Tomorrow

Me...Josie Wales watching and talking to four members of Family Two.
Photograph was taken on October 2, 2011. I was happy and enjoying my
life... things would tragically change for me just eight days later.
 
I have been spending time, going through a cornucopia of photographs of my life with the white-tailed deer of Somewhere, Kansas. As I look through them, memories return, emotions come and at times deep thoughts are created by the images I see from the past.

Recently, I came upon and image of myself that was taken on October 2, 2011. I was standing with four members of Family Two in front of me. Buck Hansel was in front of me (his head down) with his mother, Josie (in the background, with her head down), his twin sister, Gretel (front right with her head down), and his half sister, Raphaella (head up, looking at me). All of the four head their heads down, eating, except for the youngest deer, Raphaella. She was looking at me as I spoke to her.

Then, the realization came. Just eight days after this photograph was taken, the matriarch of this family, Josie, was killed by a disgusting poacher. Within a relatively short time after that Josie's daughter, Gretel disappeared and was never seen again (I strongly believe she was poached). Hansel was the next to disappear and I STRONGLY believe he was poached on December 13, 2011 at approx 8:30 in the morning with a high-powered rifle on the west side of Somewhere, Kansas. Finally, Raphaella, was hit with the arrow of a poacher at the end of January 2012, she survived.

The deer who had their heads bowed in the photograph are dead or missing and strongly suspected of being killed by a worthless poacher. The only deer in the photograph with her head up looking at me, is the only one alive to listen to my voice, come when I call to her and look into my eyes. My heart ached when I had this realization. On the day this photograph was taken, I never dreamed how quickly my life with these deer would change.

Then, a thought came, "The time is now, there may not be a tomorrow." So I am writing a little advice for my readers, as well as a reminder to myself. Do not assume that people, who are in your life today will be there tomorrow, because accident's, illnesses and tragedies happen every day.  I'm not writing this to be all doom and gloom, but rather to offer a word to remind those who read this blog. This photo made me realize the uncertainty of the future. On the day, the photograph was taken, everything was wonderful, I was truly happy and  enjoying with my life with the deer of Somewhere, Kansas, but with eight days EVERYTHING changed in my life with these deer.
 
Take time to say hi to those in your life. Take time to make a phone call to check on someone you think about, but haven't talked to in a while. Take time to write an email or an old-fashioned letter. Invite someone to lunch or for a cup of coffee, buy someone an unexpected gift. Let the people, who you care about know you care, before it is too late to do so, and you wish you had taken that little bit of time to give to them. Let them know they are special to you. Remember...the time is now, there may not be a tomorrow.

I am so thankful for all of the time I spent with and kindnesses that I showed to these creatures.  Just a little good advice from the Deer Lady of Somewhere, Kansas... Josie Wales... The Deer Paparazza+

Friday, April 11, 2014

Good Night and My Deer Screen Saver

Doe Gianna of Family Seven bedded down in the western woods.
I was approx 12 feet from her when I took this photograph. I was
talking to her at the time and she was listening to me, although her
gaze was not directed toward me.


I have had a busy day and now I am tired. I did take some time during the midday hour to escape and relax and sit in my car at the gate to The Road Between Seasons. I read and waved to people, who waved to me as they traveled up and down the eastern most road of Somewhere, Kansas.

 
I also was blessed to meet a very nice couple who were in the area visiting from Oklahoma. They stopped on my favorite dirt road to give their dog a rest stop. Their names are Judy and Bob. I visited with them for a while and told them about the deer... what else? ;)
 
I wanted to say good night in a special way to all those who read this blog. I wondered how? Then, as I sat and thought about how to do this, I glanced at my computer screen and saw my current  screen saver. I decided to let you see what I see right now when I turn on my computer. My screen saver is this photograph of my sweet doe Gianna. The photograph was taken on the west side of Somewhere, Kansas back in September 2013 in the quiet of the setting sun. Gianna is the reddest deer in Somewhere, Kansas and I am the deer lady with the reddest hair in Somewhere... we have our hair color in common.

 
I just saw Gianna the other day on the west side with her family member of Family Seven. She came so close to me that I said to her, "Gianna, may I give you a hug?" She gave me the strangest look and walked away. I must always remember to control my emotions when dealing with true royalty. They don't care for public displays of affection. I forgot about that.
 
 Remember God loves white-tailed deer, but He loves you so very much more. From the outskirts of Somewhere, Kansas... this is Josie Wales...The Deer Paparazza writing...Good night all and my your dreams be deerlightful!