The scene of the crime. This is the gourd vine after the resident deer worked it over. I wish I had a "before" picture, it's a little hard to see the damage against the lush garden growth inside the fence. You have to imagine the fence so covered with dinner plate-sized gourd vine leaves that you could barely see the gourds hanging beneath them. We love watching the does raise their bouncy fawns each summer. This is the flip side of having them around. Not a big deal for us, but it makes it easier to understand the father in "The Yearling".