WARNING: If you are greatly opposed to hunting, even for the sole
purpose of feeding one’s family, you might not fully enjoy this post. However,
know that this is coming from someone who has screamed at
her husband in the car if even a mouse is running across the road. David has
learned to shout “Close your eyes!!!” at any sighting of a deer or other animal
lying on the side of the road, and he has also learned that tears are likely to
flow if I spot any dead creature. We
once had a day trip near ruined because two lovely Labradors had run from their
(broken) fenced farm onto a major highway. I was sobbing for ten minutes and
then crying for a good twenty; I simply could not shake the sight of those
once-beautiful dogs or the thought of their owners’ heartache. That
recollection can still bring tears to my eyes.
I have such a tender heart toward animals that it borders on nonsense.
When I was a child, my mother brought home the movie Where the Red Fern Grows, and in my little girl voice, I very solemnly said to her “Great.
Another dead dog movie.” If someone mentions the movie War Horse . . . get ready to console me. And if I ever knowingly meet
someone who has mistreated an animal in any way? Well, you might not want to be
around.
My love for animals began as a toddler. It’s nearly impossible not to
develop that love after being raised on a horse farm that also (at different
times) had calves, cows, kittens, cats, puppies, dogs, one lamb (so sorry,
Brenda), one pig, and a donkey named Henry. My brother, Brian, hunted with my
father from a very young age, and there was one rule. THE rule. I can still
hear it being exclaimed by my mother: “Brian, ANYTHING you kill, you MUST eat.”
The belief was that God created some animals as food provision but not for the
simple sport of killing. Brian ate a few squirrels in his day (as well as chased after me and my childhood best friend, Lesa, with the detached squirell tails) and later
provided our family with a 40 pound Thanksgiving turkey and, finally, venison prepared
many different ways. Brian continued to provide food for his daughters until
the day his life was taken in an automobile accident. It took me nearly two
years after his death to allow one of his last bags of frozen venison meat to be thawed
and eaten (the very last one is still in my parents freezer, and I know it will never be used). I can remember the day as if it were yesterday. I’ll now introduce
my twenty-one-year-old stepson, David, (how I love that boy) who is obviously a Junior. We nicknamed him DJ, because while he lived
with David and me, they both simultaneously answered every call of mine from “David” to “Honey”
to “Sweetheart.” My husband David does not care for venison, so together DJ and I ate the
last pieces of venison sausage through silence and tears. It may seem silly to
others, but DJ and I shared something very special with that meal.
With all that being explained, let’s move
on to some decor. Decor?? Yes. About two years ago, David and I were wandering
through HomeGoods, and I spotted a shiny white deer head. This white deer head is
shown below. (And, yes, he is wearing
a scarf for the winter months. It is quite cold in upstate NY, not to mention
our home being drafty because we need new windows. Scarves offer warmth and
style. Don’t judge.)
As I held this
glossy, ten-point buck, my eyes welled up with thoughts of my brother, and I
presented the deer in my shaking hands to David. He graciously said, “Of
course.” This deer (I am accepting all suggestions for a name for him in the
comments below) has been in many different places in our home, bearing his
leopard scarf in the fall and winter and shedding it for the spring and summer.
Unfortunately, the Christmas tree is blocking some of the collage wall, but you
get the general idea (after the tree is down, I will take some photos of the
house in its non-decorated state).
This one deer began a, shall we say, slight problem? You see, I didn’t
realize that home designers were placing antlers everywhere at the time. For me, it was sentimental; I had no idea
that it was actually the beginning of a seemingly long-term design trend. And because
of this design trend, deer/antlers in any form
are easily accessible at TJ Maxx, HomeGoods, Target, boutiques, stores online .
. . pretty much everywhere.
Before the onslaught (no pun intended) of
photos are presented: be prepared. I have placed a . . . few more
antler/deer items in our home. Some were gifts, but the rest have been proudly
purchased (on clearance!!) by me. I will sum up this entire post in one thought:
If a hunter walked into our home, he or she would very quickly discover any
undiscovered ticks they might have. I can see facial twitches, bulging eyes,
uncontrollable scratches, reaching for nonexistent guns or bows . . . you get
the picture. Here we go.
REMAINING LIVING ROOM DEER
This is a print
by Charmaine Olivia titled “Deer Wearing Gym Socks” (Urban Outfitters). It
makes me smile every time I look at it. Brian wore this exact type of gym socks
in high school, and I know this is something he would have allowed me to
decorate his home with.
White snow globe (TJ Maxx) and a genuine antler from one of Brian’s deer. I have a full box of these, and I am planning a very special, homemade antler project.
Antler candle snuffer (TJ Maxx)—a gift from David last Christmas.
DINING ROOM DEER
Large metal catch-all bowl by our main entry. I waited patiently for this to go on sale and purchased it for only $10 (reduced from the original TJ Maxx price of $59.99)
Cynthia Rowley teak candlestick holders (Marshalls). These are normally in the center of my dining room table, but I am still enjoying some birthday flowers!
My newest addition: a recent birthday gift selected by my brother-in-law (also named Brian, which is quite special to me). Remember, Brian (aka Hazel), the one concerned about my placing him on Craigslist? Hazel and my sister-in-law, Kay, found this treasure of a bottle stopper in a lovely home boutique in Skaneateles. Kay also gets the credit for this blog post’s title.
In between our dining room and kitchen—what girl doesn’t need an awesome deer hook for her handbag? (TJ Maxx)
KITCHEN DEER
This has an oval metal base and is actually meant to be mounted to a wall, but we are currently enjoying it above our newly painted kitchen cabinets (HomeGoods).
This is my current favorite piece: a plate that my husband discovered and bought for me last month in Georgetown, D.C., at Anthropologie. We spent Thanksgiving in D.C. with my husband’s niece, Nicole (who is also one of my best friends), and her handsome husband, Steve. We made many great memories over the holiday weekend, and they come to mind each time I look at this plate, which is placed over one of my and David’s wedding photos. I named her Georgette (Georgie for short).
LONELY OFFICE ANTLER
This antler has been around! It doesn’t stay in one place very long, but it is currently in the second bedroom/Rachel’s room/my office.
MASTER BEDROOM DEER SIGHTING
This little guy (from Lowes) is meant to be a Christmas ornament (which a second one is being used as), but I have turned it into a ring holder, and it sits on my vanity.
THIRD BEDROOM
Finally, in Breanna’s room, we have this lovely guy that David bought at HomeGoods last spring, knowing Breanna would love it above a cherished photo of her and her dad.
There we have it! For now (I am not denying the possibility of other deer entering through our front door). I hope you enjoyed the stroll through the woods . . . I mean house. Do you have any sentimental decor items? Let me know in the comments below, and don’t forget to give me some name suggestions for my very first, very special, scarf-bearing buck.
~Kara
