My sister-in-law had a lovely garden. You entered through an arbor. It had a pretty white, picket fence around it. Just as the items were ready to pick, she headed out with her basket and was confronted by a buck, a doe and their family. The buck started pawing the earth and then the doe. My sister-in-law told them to "shew" and they pawed more enthusiastically and started walking toward her. She ran back into the house. They wandered leisurely into the garden and had their fill - and stayed there all afternoon.
She no longer has a real garden, only the volunteers that continue to come up. The deer continue to feed at will. She has a deer garden - you know, like a butterfly garden.