Date: March 13, 2006

I am being swarmed by hundreds of robins feasting on the very, very ripe arbutus berries. They swarm and sing and change songs, stop and start together. I wonder who the conductor is?

There is a doe just in front between the porch and the outside bathtub and she stands still watching and listening to the show!

Woops, the doe ain't a doe...it's Bucky. I could see the spots where his antlers grew before falling off...he is in Bucky Heaven! The robins have dropped tons of arbutus berries as they fly into the branches and pull on the berries...many fall down so all Bucky has to do is stand under a tree and feast...he has walked barely 10 feet in the past hour. You should see the happy expression on his face!

I guess it's like chocolate cake for us!

Imagine your smile!

And he is all alone in his feast....he's having his cake and eating it too!

No other does or bucks around to interfere. He's now eating berries that landed on my bench near the outdoor tub and all around. What a happy deer!

Sort of reminds me of that hot spring day in Montreal as a kid when on a Sunday afternoon, at the rink beside the house, the sun melted the snow and ice and all the change that was there from people flipping over the boards rose to the surface. And it was all there for me to pick up...just me! I made a fortune!

Now, a couple of hours later, a few does have joined the feast and are foraging all over the bluff with the robins doing the hard work above!