The deer had a party at the honey locust tree and didn’t invite me.
I’m not insulted. The food didn’t appeal to me. While the long, flat honey locust seed pods are like potato chips to white-tailed deer, to humans they take a little more work to eat.*
I think they threw the party the night before we walked by the tree. The evidence was pounded into the s…
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