This fence runs along my back (west) boundary. If you were floating above Pure Florida HQ, you would see fences in various states of fenciness on the south, west, and north boundaries. The east fence is mostly horizontal or gone, but that side fronts on a county road. All adjoining properties are 10 or more acres and except for a light through the woods, I can't see my neighbors in any direction.
In fact, I haven't actually SEEN a bonafide Homo sapiens type neighbor in about 3 months.
This post isn't dirt about my neighbors ... obviously, since except for old,retired,bald Fred behind me, I don't have a clue as to their appearance or habits. Fred is easy to remember since he shaves his head, is funny, and used to call from the fence when he first moved into the woods behind me. Then he married a younger woman (Fred is not dead!) and now I only see him a few times a year at the grocery or feed store.
I'm rambling some and need to get to the point. The point of this post is the difference in woodlot philosophy between Fred and I. In the top photo, the left side of the fence is Fred's and the right side of the fence is my place. Fred likes his woods open and he apparently devotes some energy to brushing and clearing under this patch of trees. The last time I saw Fred and his wife Christmas shopping in Wally World, they were buying deer corn and they chatted about how they love to feed and watch the deer we share. It's good that he's feeding them, because he's not leaving them tons of browse material in this part of his woodland. To be fair, all of his property is not quite so city park-like. Fred's a good steward of his 10 acres, but so am I and that's the point of this post, ... there's more than one way to manage an area for wildlife.
The photo above is of Fred's woods taken from the same position as the top fence photo. I merely turned to the left to photograph only his property.
My focus at Pure Florida is diversity of habitat = diversity of wildlife, so where Fred is underbrushing his trees, I am encouraging shrubby sparkleberies, bays, cedars, palmettos to get it on and make cover and food. At the same time, I control burn small patches to keep open areas so my endangered gopher tortoises can graze on the forbs they require. Mostly it's messy and laissez faire ... like my closet.
The fun part is the tweaking and messing, while hoping you are not messing things up for one critter or plant while you enhance an area for some other. Right now, as an example of tweaking, I am keeping my slowly refilling pond fishless so that the spring amphibian breeding rush can proceed without fish competition. I'll give them a head start and add fish later.
I have a few nesting boxes to install and a platform feeder to make for the groundifinous birds that come to my traditional hanging feeder.
Our deer may be spending time at Fred's feeders this winter, but my brushy, messy forest is loaded with bursting buds and tender new growth and soon they'll be spending lots of time on my side of the fence.
It's self-serve though.
I do not feed the deer ... unless you count my vegetable garden.