It’s a beautiful morning here at the Deer Creek mini ranch. It’s as if an explosion of dark green foilage took place while we were in Denver. This is the only place I could live in Oklahoma County.
I’m so blessed.
We’re secluded from the realities of Oklahoma. We fell in love with this property the first time we saw it and despite the fact the HOA can’t walk and chew gum at the same time…it’s okay. It’s our little secluded world in the heart of the New Confederacy.
Everything is in full bloom right now. The daffodils, redbuds, flowering crabapples, and flowering cherry trees have given way to the peonies, iris, oakleaf hydrangeas, and lilacs. Soon the flowering crapemyrtle trees, roses, and chaste trees will follow and will be in full bloom all through the Oklahoma dog days of summer up until early October.
Something will be in a continual state of seasonal color all through the year as the red maples, oaks, paperback maple, smooth sumac and a few other support trees give a combination color splash of yellows, oranges and bright shades of red.
We did the landscape ourselves. When my wife agreed to come back from Alabama after her one semester at Auburn… I promised we’d have our own Southern estate. Kind of like what Noah (Ryan Gossling) did for Rachel McAdams in The Notebook. I kept my promise. Best choice I ever made in my life.
There’s no fence in our backyard. There’s turf which is surrounded by thick forest and Deer Creek itself winds around the outer perimeter of our property.
The natural wildlife and species of birds is unbelievable. It’s stunning. Eight wild turkeys who adopted us make sure I’ve fed them by 7:00AM every morning. The deer usually beat them by an hour… so it’s up to me to make sure their food is in its place before sunrise. There’s also the family of raccons who usually come right up to the edge of back porch about 3:00AM. My wife curses them and me for feeding them.
I smile at her and say something like, ” Sure, honey…you’re right. They’re annoying. I’ll stop feeding them.” And of course…I completely ignore her and go ahead and do exactly do what I want to do in this regard. They’re cute and btw…I’m the one who caught the outdoor lawn sofa on fire smoking a cigar on a day the winds were howling at 30 mphs. The raccons had nothing to do with that event. The racoons and I have an agreement…much like Russia and China. Deal with it, honey. Know what I mean?
Little Robert who’s in love with the place is capivated by the flora and fauna. Like Pauli… he’s drawn to the walking paths beaten down by the deer along the edge of the creek which usually is full of water except for the month of August.
Like Pauli…Litle Robert is fascinated by the forest and the allure of seeing the mountain lion and the bear I’ve told him about. His three year-old sister (Aubrey) could care less given the fact six boys are in pursuit of her in her pre-kindergarten class. She’s tough as nails and will probably either be a Classic soccer player like her mom or whatever she wants to play.
She’s the grounded one…Little Robert is more like Russell Westbrook. He’s a great athlete, but prone to mercurial outburts if things don’t go his way. I wonder where he got that from?
Anyway…I’ve made a golf hole for him where he can hit a driver from our back porch or a seven iron and depending my placement of the pin… play either an assortment of par threes, par fours, and par fives. I told him I’d like to be be his caddie some day. He replied, “Let me think that one over, Mike”
Anyway life is very good on this Saturday morning and I need to go work out before the basketball begins. Thunder play at New Orlean at 2:30pm. Okcthunderground’s best beat writer will be covering the game. I can’t wait.
Have a beautiful Saturday
Aloha.
MJ