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Does anyone else believe in "signs"? This is truly dumb but a few months ago my husband saw this strange white animal. He tried to explain it to me and I just kind of "humored" him. Well today, driving home through a wooded area of a suburb (the same place my husband saw his animal) I saw it. I almost drove off the road. It was just meandering along the side of the road in the grass. It was as big as a deer, pure white and had the face of a sheep. Well anyway, every time something like that happens I think it is a sign from a departed loved one. Right after my dad died, I was walking to church down a walking trail and a red fox ran out, stopped and looked at me and then kept on going. The weird thing is that my dad always loved red foxes. I don't know what the signs mean but I like to think it is a reminder of the love our departed ones felt for us.
Also, any idea what our white deerlike animal is?
Donna
Also, any idea what our white deerlike animal is?
Donna
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There is a place in Wisconsin's North Woods, in rural Vilas County, outside Boulder Junction, where the white deer roam.
They are as white as a covering of fresh snow, white like mystical and magical ghosts.
They run wild and free, show up at feeders and amble down roads. They are protected and cannot be hunted in Wisconsin.
They remain part of a timeless landscape.
"A cluster of white deer has been up there since the 1950s, maybe before," says Keith McCaffery, a retired deer biologist from Rhinelander.
"We've got 1.8 million deer or thereabouts (in Wisconsin), and we've had these scattered reports of white deer," McCaffery says. "I don't know how many there are in this Boulder Junction area. They're pretty darn scarce."
Linda Winn, a wildlife biologist in Vilas County for the Department of Natural Resources, says she believes there are several different populations of white deer in the area.
"It seems like there are more around," she says. "We don't keep an estimate of them like that. We don't do anything special with them."
Some people believe the animals are albino deer, while others say they are white deer. The animals' eyes are not pink - they are pale blue. "Albino means a true, total absence of pigmentation, so their eyes would be pink," says Brian Kirkpatrick, a professor specializing in genetics at the University of Wisconsin-Madison College of Agricultural and Life Sciences.
In Boulder Junction, citizens take pride in the deer.
"People are really, really interested in the deer, keep close tabs on them," says photographer Jeff Richter, who with author John Bates recently published a book, "White Deer: Ghosts of the Forest." "These white deer really get a hook into people."
Jeffrey Phelps, a Journal Sentinel photographer, recently traveled to Vilas County to find and photograph the deer. He was drawn there by a story he heard from a hunter. Many years ago, the hunter took his son into the woods and saw a glorious white deer, a 10-point buck. The hunter told the child, "Take a close look at that. You may never see another one like that the rest of your life."
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Over five days he had 10 sightings. Some of the photos he snapped were blurred - he was shaking with emotion. Other photos, though, capture the poetry, beauty and majesty of the animals.
"You see one in the dark forest and then it vanishes," Phelps says. "It's like a white flash."
Though there is a sceintific explanation I am not belittling the fact that these instances meant a tremendeous deal to you and made you feel closer to them...the departed ones.
Every time I see a der on the road I think of my parents. Saw two twice last night about three hrs apart. Being a couple also made me think even more of them. that was something very special to them....and me....and always will bring them up into my heart and mind. I personally think He has that there to help us accept their death is not the end of ever being with them again. And that we need that connection with them in our hearts to make us be the best people we can be.
My take only. You know what they say about opipions though don't you? LOL!
Love you Donna! Another interesting subject!
Love Rhea
And Rhea, you are absolutely right and thank you for the information.
Love, Donna
Several coinedenies there. I never have a camera in the car....we did have because we were headed to the funeral right after.
Usually we always drive the roads we might see deer 5 or 6 times a yr. funny that morning that we saw them.
Deer watching was their favorite pastime besides fishing. I ike fishing being outdoors but the deer watching welll Bambi was my favorite movie until I figured out it always ended badly...sad.
So deer watching and low bridges hunting on dirt roads is my thing...my connection...to them and our love for each other and the beauties of nature.
We can all take solace in that He cares very deeply for us and wants all sadness to end. In His time He will.
I have a feeling that skies and clouds will be and jets going past will be a memory that will bring Rascal to mind many times....first to comfort in your sadness and later to remember him with happiness for who he was Barbara.
He would want you to remember him with happy thoughts.That time will come.
Love you both...Donna and Barb!
Love Rhea