oct 4, 2018 memory ….
i’m sitting outside enjoying a pre-dawn smoke
when i hear the rustling of dried arbutus leaves off to the side of my patio.
oh probably that big buck that wandered past couple of years ago.
funny i haven’t seen him since.
then the rustling of leaves gets louder and takes on a thrashing tone. hmmm.
the noise is just outside of the illumination provided by my outdoor light
so i reach inside for my flashlight.
and i see it’s 2 young bucks doing some head butting / bashing
which they continue even with my flashlight beaming into their eyes.
i take my eyes off them briefly to retrieve my coffee
and glance up to see them running off.
one young buck chasing the other.