Deep in the middle of the subdivision, the Key Deer have indeed found a tropical refuge, lush with soft green grass and moist soil, shaded by the web of branches which overhang low to the ground. The earth adopts a musky smell when they are around. The herd has developed a highway of trails deep into the woods at the end of the streets and are capable of making a quick getaway if the need arises (as I have seen this morning when my bicycle startled them).
