Happening upon this “abandoned” fawn at a small rural cemetery, I wasn’t tempted to call the Division of Wildlife, but I was overcome with sufficient anxiety about its well-being to be able to relate to concerned citizens who do. Or worse, who pick up the baby deer and take it home, or to a rehab … Continue reading Spring Babies
More often than not, you will see signs of my activity, rather than see me personally. I gnaw off tree trunks and branches, which serves a threefold purpose: it keeps my teeth, which grow throughout my lifetime, at the proper length; it provides me with nutrition, herbivore that I am; and last but not least, … Continue reading Who Am I?
The way I deal with the stresses of life is by spending as much time in nature as possible, away from (most) people. We are fortunate to live in a quasi-rural rather than an urban area, with access to plentiful parks and open spaces, where it’s relatively easy to avoid crowds. It is what I … Continue reading Meet My March Mammals
Do you remember the elation I felt about my first encounter with one of our local Bighorn Sheep this past summer? Multiply that excitement by sixty, and you will be able to relate to my sheer sense of delight about a more recent event. Erinnerst Du Dich noch über mein Hochgefühl, als ich im vergangenen … Continue reading More Sheep
Blessings arrive in many different (animal) forms. Only in the last two months have the following furry and feathery friends made little expected but much appreciated cameos. Squirrel encounters might be quotidian, but capturing not one, but two, in an impossibly cute posture is not. I gaze at their portrait each time I need to … Continue reading Memorable Encounters
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