Home means different things to different people. Sealskin and reindeer meat, a cosy fireplace, your own bed, a glass of wine, the inside of a car; “Sweet tea, pecan pie, and home-made wine,” as the Zac Brown Band sang in Chicken Fried .
Family, food, warmth, comfort, safety, companionship, peace.
For a red deer hind and her family, home is all these things too. It’s a dry bed of heather, bilberry bushes, willow scrub, forests, open hills and wooded glades, peat bogs and mountainsides. It’s being surrounded by her kin; aunts, cousins and calves.
While stags roam widely, especially during the rut, hinds tend to ‘heft’ to an area. Choosing it as their home and learning every inch of it, they know their patch better than any living being.
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