“Rain, dear?” she asked. “No, snow deer”

A few days ago something woke me early in the morning. I forget what, maybe Odd Egill chuntering away in his cot, or a dry cough tickling my throat… I wandered into the kitchen to make myself some tea, looked out of the window to see two small deer sitting in the snow in our garden.

Deer in the snow

Two small deer taking it easy in our garden

I took some more photos trying not to disturb the animals. That meant no flash, no going outside and not turning the garden light on. After a few minutes they must have noticed me moving around in the house. A little to my surprise, a third deer appeared from somewhere. It must have been sitting behind the old Christmas tree that was lying in the garden.

three deer in the garden

..and then there were three… We now have a pretty good idea who it was nibbling at our grønnkål earlier in the winter!

Then they decided it was time to leave and left me to get on with making my cup of tea.