• Friday: herd of thirty young velvety-antlerered bucks in field next to the freeway on my way home.

• Sunday: dropping Gamma at the grandparents on our way to work out, had to stop because a young buck was standing in the street in front of their house. Walked fairly close with Gamma before he turned and ran into the elderberry bushes. Later, picking Gamma up, there he was again. Stopped the car and sat still until he dashed around us and ran up the hill into the woods.
• This morning, driving Beta to the station: six young bucks in a frosty field.
• This morning: two does in another field next to the freeway.

Made me wonder what deer symbolize for me, if waking symbology is as important as dream symbology. Not necessarily what deer are doing in my life, but why do I notice them? And not, say, the debris along the median strip of the freeway?

This then made me notice the median debris all the way to work. Does it have its seasonal patterns too, like the deer? Along with fast-food restaurant napkins, for example, it included chunks of ice fallen from trucks this morning.