Tag Archives: backyard

The whole fam damily.

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Please excuse the quality of these photographs. I was shooting through windows at night and some have annoying reflections…. but four skunks and two raccoons are too good not to share.

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We have nightly visitors like this all the time but every time I try to sneak outside for pictures they run off.

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They don’t mind me flipping on the deck lights…

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But as soon as they hear me, they’re gone.

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You’d be surprised how fast a skunk can run.

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Yes.

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I love our backyard…

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Destructive, but oh… so cool!

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I have a pretty pink hanging geranium on our back deck.

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I love it, but apparently I’m not the only one.

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Something has been eating the leaves and I finally found the culprit.

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He’s tiny, but is really doing a number to my plant.

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Bizarre, yet beautiful.

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I’m fascinated by these freaky things.

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After a little research… I discovered he’s much prettier in caterpillar form.

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Random rambling.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten, caught mid -stalk.

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It’s been an unusually wet summer and while this time of year usually finds our lawn dry and crunchy, the grass is verdant green.

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Which shows off the rainbows to perfection.

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I don’t care if it tastes good, the can alone would make me try it.

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Work has resumed on the view busting greenhouses across the street.

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Can’t say I’m in a hurry for that to be erected.

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I could never make decent shadow figures when I was young, but I found this recently and wanted to share. The spider looks like a scorpion and the puppy resembles a hippo but they’re still better than I ever managed.

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Mr. Hawk is back and has discovered a power line perch.

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Whether that’s a very brave or very stupid dove has yet to be determined.

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Another rainbow.

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I’m rooting for the hawk.

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Our Cooper’s hawk was back on the deck railing yesterday and this time he was in full hunting mode.

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The dreaded red squirrel pair were spotted and my fingers were crossed.

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If anyone can rid me of that menace, it’s the hawk.

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On high alert, scouting the bushes where they were hiding.

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The hawk sat there, patiently waiting for movement.

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And then, a strike!

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That sadly came up empty.

Hawk – 0.

Red squirrel demons – 1.

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