Dear Sierra~

Oct24


This dear came up so close that I temporarily lost focus!


Deer clearly have the right of way in the High Sierra. The doggie seemed too stunned to bark!


Kind people, and dogs, yield to them, and they seemed to expect this from us, smart dears.


We could have easily touched them, but didn’t.


They fawns even nursed in front of us, but I spared you the photo because it was mostly fawn tushy!


They have such a pretty home,


and it is quite an honor to share it with them.

The photo below is Devil’s Postpile which was created about 100,000 years ago from lava flow and is made of basalt. Glaciers later carved and polished the stone towers which are up to 600 feet tall. Devil’s Postpile is a 798 acre National Monument established in 1911 that hopefully will remain a monument and protected. It is transected by both the Pacific Coast Trail and the John Muir Trail.

Cheers to you from the dear-deer in the Eastern Sierra~

227 thoughts on “Dear Sierra~”

  4. WOW!! What an experience. Thank you for sharing it.

    Also, I’m so sorry I have been basically MIA from the blogosphere. Things have been shifting and changing so I got knocked off balance. Things are finally settling down so I should be able to keep up better now. 😀

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    • Yay! So happy you are back! Life happens, and it is so very annoying when it interferes with our blogs! Seriously, sorry things were out of whack for you, and so happy to hear from you again. Be well, and Welcome Back! ❤ ❤

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      • Thanks so much! Actually, all is well but I’m not very good at time management. I’m trying to change that so that I don’t get so far behind on things like blogging and reading my favorite blogs. I love the WordPress community and want to always have time to participate which means developing better time management skills. 😉 ❤

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  11. That first photo made me gasp when it came up Cindy! So close and crystal clear– it’s amazing that they are so trusting of people! Our daughter-in-law sent us a video of 3 deer in their neighborhood in Ojai this week. Is there any animal more graceful?? And– we’ve hiked to Devil’s Post Pile a few times– really a stunning formation. And– loved the lakes– with this hot weather, you’re making me want to head north!! xox

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  12. Cindy, your photographic work is stunning. I love the last one of the vertical columns in the cliff face too… it looks a bit like the Giant’s Causeway in Ireland

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  13. Why is everything in life so bittersweet? We have deer who visit our property every day. Once they even spoke to our goats! I didn’t know they made noises. But they also carry ticks with Lyme disease here in the Northeast. So it’s a love/fear thing for me.

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    • Oh that first bit says it all, and I don’t know the answer, “Why is everything in life so bittersweet?”
      Because that is exactly what life is, for all creatures, great and small.
      I have no idea why this is.
      I just notice it and feel it like you do, and it does make me happy that you notice it too. ❤

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  17. Deer certainly accommodate to human environments.

    After seeing the formations of the Devil’s Post Pile last year, I was surprised how many other places along that section of the valley I saw hints of similar formations hiding just ground and trees.
    -Oscar

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  27. Cindy, these are truly gorgeous photos. We have deer that live here at the fish hatchery where my husband works, but the live off the land and are still skittish around people. They have even jumped the fence and been in our back yard, but we don’t feed them. I am surprised that those deer let people get so close! Amazing. 🙂

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  30. Cannot stop grinning. Absolutely brilliant. Beautiful deer…what an experience. The deer in Georgia can be brash, too. One coughed at me before leaping across my path like she had just stepped on something squishy and unpleasant, poor dear. Another followed me through the woods, I believe thinking he was being inconspicuous- NOT. And then, at 3 AM, I awoke to a deer trying to munch my tent! This does not include all the herds we saw just prowling around, seemingly looking for trouble- reminded me of the packs of hoodlums from the film “The Wild One!”

    Your images are absolutely stupendous. I really grinned when you talked about how stunned the dog was- HAR. Bully deer, too funny.

    Regards,

    smiling toad

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    • Okay, I want to hike with you. You are the pied piper of deer! A walking deer attractant! I will just follow along and take the photos, while the deer chew off your shoe laces……
      Thank you for such a wonderful comment that definitely made me smile~

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  33. Awww, you are such a dear to share the deer with us!!
    I love that ancient Devil’s Postpile and I appreciate how you didn’t pet the deer! The people may give the animals germs or disease. . . The bat caves in Kentucky guides say a dirty purse may have infected the gentle and sweet bats with “white nose syndrome.” You know better and I am just adding this for those who may not. . .
    Love you, Cindy! I was on my first airplane ride on Sat (11/14/17) to New Orleans for a too short day by myself and am relaxing in the Bayou with my old, college friend now. xo 💖

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  34. Such a magical city! I don’t have to tell you to enjoy yourself! Have a beignet or three for me & congrats on the plane ride. I hope you enjoyed it. I know you’ve been to Europe so you must have taken a ship. Let the good times roll in the Big Easy Robin ❤

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