While I was at work last week, Brett was very busy. One of the things he did was plant ten Giant Sequoia trees out by the front gate. Not that we'll live to see them to full maturity. Giant Sequoias can reach 350 feet in height -- and live to be 3,000 years old.
Why, you ask, did we plant trees we won't see in all their majesty? Partly because they are native to our area, but there aren't many left. There is a big (famous) grove of them in Yosemite -- the Mariposa grove. You know, the place where you could drive a car through one (before it fell). There are a few smaller stands of these redwoods between Yosemite and Georgetown, just north of us.
|That's Camille and I standing in front of a smaller (ahem) one, a few years ago in Yosemite.|
Plus, they are drop dead gorgeous trees. They will grow two or three feet per year, after the first few years when they are busy stretching their roots into our soil and getting comfortable. The trees grow tall before they grow wide. So, we will get to enjoy them.
While Brett was planting the trees, some deer came onto the property. They are always hanging around outside the gate, but they usually only venture onto the property at night when we aren't outside. This time, they made themselves at home while Brett worked. At first, they jumped into the pasture with Lucy and Pistol. Lucy wasn't too thrilled about that and promptly chased the deer from one end to the other. Pistol watched.
Later, Brett was in the house and Kersey was resting on her bed on the front deck. Brett heard Kersey bark and looked up from what he was doing. Kersey only barks at deer and skunks. Then, Brett heard hooves clatter across the front porch.
I'd say those deer are getting pretty brazen. And, that is why we have wire cages around the trees. I love the deer -- and they love our plants.