For our midweek edition of “As the Central Coast Turns” we are going to stay close to home. As I used to love hearing Mr. Rogers say, “It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.” When I came home yesterday after picking up my daughter from school, I looked across the street and saw two big bucks (no, one of them was not Bob Lanier) and a doe in my neighbor’s driveway. One of the bucks immediately took off and bounded over the fence but I managed to get off a few shots of the happy couple, which is reflected in photo number one.
This morning when I looked out my office window I saw that the John Deere family had returned. This time the group included the father, the mother and two fawns. They were casually munching on the leaves of a tree in the yard across the street. It was an awesome sight as I have lived here for nine years and the closest thing I’d seen before this was a family of rats dining on the insulation under my hot tub. By the time I got my camera out of the car they had dispersed to the backyard but it was great watching the two young fawns bound away like young kangaroos. Seems like have a special way of running where they land on all four feet. You can see one of the fawns (and no, it’s not Fawn Liebowitz from “Animal House”) in the third shot along with the doe. I didn’t manage to get a good shot of all four together as they seemed to have no interest in a family portrait.
I know people see Mule Deer in Santa Cruz all the time but this family coming back for an encore showing today was classic. Seeing those big antlers and then watching them gracefully jump over the fence was a thing of beauty. And the look on the faces was a cross between curiosity, bewilderment and “doesn’t he have enough shots of us already?” I wonder where they settle at night and do they sleep lying down or standing up? And do they make the young does look both ways before crossing Western Drive? Unfortunately, one was killed last week trying to cross this busy street. And in case you were wondering, the only female deer who have antlers are reindeer.
The next shot is a cocoon I spotted in a tree down the block.
When I saw it I flashed back to my childhood and days of fireflies lighting up the summer nights back in New Jersey. If my childhood memories are correct, and that is up for debate, caterpillars turn into butterflies and that is what we see in shot number five. This little lady landed on my front lawn a few weeks back. The final shot is Monday’s sunrise taken along West Cliff Drive.
Since we were talking animals let’s end today’s blog with a joke. A kangaroo kept getting out of his enclosure at the zoo. Knowing how high he could hop, zoo official put up a ten-foot fence. But he was out again the next morning. This time they put up a twenty-foot fence. Again he got out. When the fence was forty feet high, a giraffe in the next enclosure asked the kangaroo, “How high do you think they’ll go?” Replied the kangaroo, “About a thousand feet, unless somebody locks the gate at night!”
So that’s a look at my neighborhood. I forgot to mention on Monday that there will be a drawing at Open Studios to win a 13″ x 19″ photograph courtesy of Sunrise Santa Cruz. All you will need to do is sign in and enter and you could be a winner. So enjoy this great Indian Summer weather and bring on the baseball playoffs. Remember, it is the Chinese Year of the New York Yankees. Love those Bronx ers.