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.