Scenic Serenity…

Yesterday, some deer graced us with their presence:

He stands at attention as his lady enters the scene…

…watching closely as she passes with dainty steps.

His eyes watch her every move…

…even when she disappears from sight.

Hmmm…where is she now?

Over there, perhaps?

Time to go looking…

…he knows she’s close!

Back over that-a-way…later!

Scenic Sadie Hawkins Saturday…

According to my trusty Simpsons calendar, today is “Sadie Hawkins Day” – which is about as official in the USA as Paul Bunyan’s birthday! From Wikipedia:

An American folk event, Sadie Hawkins Day is a pseudo-holiday that originated in Al Capp’s classic hillbilly comic strip, Li’l Abner (1934–1978). This inspired real-world Sadie Hawkins dances, where girls ask boys out.

Original story

In Li’l Abner, Sadie Hawkins was the daughter of one of Dogpatch’s earliest settlers, Hekzebiah Hawkins. The “homeliest gal in all them hills”, she grew frantic waiting for suitors to come a-courtin’. When she reached the age of 35, still a spinster, her father was even more frantic—about Sadie living at home for the rest of her life. In desperation, he called together all the unmarried men of Dogpatch and declared it “Sadie Hawkins Day”. A foot race was decreed, with Sadie in hot pursuit of the town’s eligible bachelors. She specifically had her eye on a boy who was already in a courtship with the cute farmers daughter, Theresa. She was the daughter of the area’s largest potato farmer, Bill Richmand, and, unlike Sadie, had a lot of courtship offers. Stud-muffin Adam Olis was her target, and because the engagement of Miss Theresa and Adam wasn’t official he was included in the race. With matrimony as the consequence of losing the foot race, the men of the town were running for their freedom. Turned out Adam Olis was in 4th place out of 10th leaving John Jonston Sadies’ catch of the day. It seems likely that the concept’s origins lie in an inversion of the myth of Atalanta, who, reluctant to marry, agreed to wed whoever could outrun her in a footrace.

“When ah fires [my gun], all o’ yo’ kin start a-runnin! When ah fires agin—after givin’ yo’ a fair start—Sadie starts a runnin’. Th’ one she ketches’ll be her husbin.”

The town spinsters decided that this was such a good idea, they made Sadie Hawkins Day a mandatory yearly event, much to the chagrin of Dogpatch bachelors. In the satirical spirit that drove the strip, many sequences revolved around the dreaded Sadie Hawkins Day race. If a woman caught a bachelor and dragged him, kicking and screaming, across the finish line before sundown—by law he had to marry her.

Sadie Hawkins Day was first mentioned in the November 15, 1937 Li’l Abner daily strip, with the race actually taking place between November 19 and November 30 in the continuity. It would prove to be a popular annual feature in Li’l Abner, and a cultural phenomenon outside the strip. (see Schreiner, Dave; “Sadie’s First Run”, Li’l Abner Dailies Volume 3: 1937, Kitchen Sink Press, Princeton, WI, pg. 8.)

I figured I’d open with that tidbit of good old-fashioned ‘murican lore, ROFL – ‘Sadie Hawkins Day’ was a nightmare for many of us during our “teens-ages!”

Anyway, this post was inspired by what I’ve viewed outside of my window since I woke up at 6:30 a.m. – I’ll post the best pictures that I’m able to cobble from my phone, tomorrow.

November is rutting season for the local deer population, and this year is the first year we have seen them so close to the house and can observe their behaviour. This will be our third winter in this location, and we have witnessed a treat that people usually only see when they are watching the now-misnamed Animal Planet channel: stags in rut and does in heat.

We counted three does – dainty ladies, high-stepping and prancing, butting and kicking each other as women are wont to do in the presence of a virile male. The king struts confidently, yet enslaved to the pheromones of the females…he trots with his antlered head low, mouth open and tongue hanging, tasting the scent of heat. He is a 5-point buck with a healthy coat and a thick neck – ghouls would call him a trophy; I see him as a perfect specimen who should breed long and well. He has most likely fathered the fawns we have seen since the first summer we moved in.

If the pictures I took do well, I will be pleased…but I am definitely going to upgrade my phone before the end of the month. I’m tired of not being able to take decent photographs, and the phone I’m getting will put my current camera to shame. Comparing 16 HD megapixels with phenomenal zoom capability, to 10 standard megapixels and only 3.6x zoom capability, is a no-brainer, to me! (…and, I hope that I used too many commas, there!)

XD

‘Bambi’ was one of the first Walt Disney animated films that I saw, and I adored the soundtrack for it. Enjoy these select clips…my favourites from the movie.

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