We have grown quite accustomed ( Boodle and I ) to seeing deer on our morning walks. The slightest rustle of leaves or snapping twig is enough to startle them - and they take flight. The most we have ever seen was 11 - all streaming across the Lane in front of us. Mothers and Babies it always seems.I have found myself wondering when the Buck would show himself...well out of this morning's early morning mist he appeared. Huge and proud and strong he planted himself squarely in our path - close enough that I could clearly see the soft down growing on his large curled antlers.
I hardly dare breathe, and Buster too was entranced, he didn't bark nor hackles raise, he simply pointed. You know in the way that Labradors do - tail out horizontally and front paw raised. The stag blinked first - or rather snorted steaming air from his nostrils and stared deeper into us.
"This stag is standing his ground" I whisper.... one final look and then we quietly turned back and went through the gate into "Dangerfield" (It's a long story involving deep camouflaged holes and stock man disappearing before my very eyes into said hole!).
So here in his honour a few of my favourite stag related picks.
Once again I return to Rosemary Milner - I love this embroidery and her wallpapers below
And this lovely stag built up from woodland foliage is by Millie Marotta check out her illustration and paper cuts here.
For the sofa I'm thinking this lovely number by my perennial favourite Anthropologie
What about this patchwork trophy extravaganza for the wall! You can find it here at Rockett St.George
Lastly I shall be ordering some of this paper by Rachel Goodchild it's called Stags and Deer isn't it gorgeous? Check out her other designs if you have time here, ski school is fun too!
I think that's more than enough from me on this subject, oh except....I may just have to take a little trip to a certain shopping metropolis where they always decorate with Willow Deer strung with lights. Yep, you got me, just a little place called Bluewater!