Yesterday morning we had some unusual visitors… some very cute visitors who I’ve never seen in the garden before. OK, they aren’t rare (in the countryside) but they are rare in my semi-urban Corfe Mullen garden!I’ve named this little one Bambi - can’t think why! Every morning the first thing I do is check the overnight footage from my garden camera. I check the footage while keeping the camera preview screen running in the top left corner of my monitor (that way I get to see the early birds as they visit the bird bath). Yesterday I’d just started doing this when a long pair of fury legs walked past the camera.“Now, either the foxes have grown longer legs or that was … a deer” I thought.  I shot into the spare bedroom and looked out the window and there, happily munching on our camelias and mossy grass, were three roe deer. Mum, youngster (year old?) and this years fawn.The three adventurers - hiding under the witchhazelFor the next three-quarters of an hour these three intrepid adventurers decided to do a complete tour of the garden, which included happily walking across the patio and right past the kitchen window where Andrew was noisily making breakfast, checking out our cars and nosing in the greenhouse.They tried most of the plants. A bit of laurel, some witchhazel, a few mouthfuls of heather, a bit of grass, old fallen apples, the odd camelia leaf. Nothing was left untouched or un-sniffed. I’m quite glad they were only here for a while.. otherwise the garden might have been stripped bare.Happy on the Lawn - “you called?” Somehow I managed to get the upstairs hall window open (after standing on a chair and struggling to take down the secondary glazing), so that I could watch them properly.The Co-op car-park was starting to get busy with shoppers (on the other side of the fence) and cars were going up and down our road - it was already 9.30am. They were wary but not in the least bit scared - proper tough little urb...