Because my photo files are filled with critter pics.
A wet fox.
Two wet foxes.
Okay, okay… moving on.
These pics are a month or two old, they’re not babies anymore.
I can’t tell you exactly how old because my stupid camera’s date and time setting is broken and everything registers 1/1/1980.
Why? I have no frickin’ clue.
Buck, on the field line.
Doe, in the field.
Wet skunk and deer.
This next one is blurry, but how often do you get a shot of a deer sticking her tongue out at a skunk?
Skunk Rule #1?
Do not be rude to skunks.
They will make you pay… and the photographer’s house will stink for a week.
And woodchucks eating deer grain.
And deer eating deer grain.
Skunk and fox.
Please remember Skunk Rule #1.
There is no Skunk Rule #2…. when the tail goes up?
I’d like to tell you that’s all the photos…. but it’s not even close.
That’s all for now though.
Tried to photograph 4 fawns frolicking around your back yard… at dusk…. through a window?
It’s not easy.
And most of your shots come out looking like this:
They look rather like ghost deer…
But I assure you they were corporeal beings.
They just rarely stand still.
Or face the camera.
The video is poor quality, and a bit shaky…. although it gets slightly better halfway through.
But you’ll see what I mean about frolicking.
You have now fulfilled your cuteness quota for the day.
My husband didn’t clean out the basement.
Or the barn.
I’m not talking miracles here.
After watching, feeding and photographing the deer in our backyard for the past 17 years?
A doe brought her fawn!
Bambi made an appearance.
And isn’t that just the sweetest?
It’s not just the woodchucks who show up for a nosh at Casa River.
We have a beautiful pair of foxes who are denning down in our woods.
Hey now… I’m sharing the sights and sounds of my backyard.
Please be respectful.
Early morning shots through a wet window are a little blurred.
This is sharper.
Then there are the daily seed raiders…
This not pregnant anymore doe just dropped her fawn in the woods 2 houses down and is late in blowing her winter coat.
Of course if we had this type of deer, our seeds would be safe.
But if we had these?
We might not be.
And do you remember the Catbird nest with it’s bright blue eggs?
New life is popping there too.
Although momma Catbird doesn’t like it when I photograph her babies. Turn up your volume to hear her cry.
And then there’s this fellow…. who I stumbled on by accident and took one quick out of focus shot of before I hightailed it inside.
At least I wasn’t looking at the business end.
In the parking lot of a restaurant I saw –
The best damn car seat covers…
If these don’t stop your mother in law from asking you for a ride?
At Goodwill I saw –
Technically no, Richard…. no one said sale.
It’s just thrifting.
But may I say…..eeewww.
Clearly there is no quality control in the thrift store business.
This was a sleeve of a blouse with hair covered velcro on the end.
Why did it have hair covered velcro on the end?
It’s Goodwill. How the hell should I know?
And finally I saw…
A full grown pregnant doe terrified of a chipmunk.
He was sitting on the edge of the stone wall, chipping… as chipmunks are wont to do.
And she wouldn’t come any closer.
I don’t speak chipmunk, but maybe….
He’d had a bad day.
I put birdseed out for the birds….
Which the deer eat.
I put apples out for the deer….
Which the woodchucks eat.
Granted, they’re cute as all get out when they do…
But do they have to eat the deer grain as well?
Sometimes they climb right in the bowl and polish it off.
Which leads the deer to eat…
It’s a vicious circle.
And proves that our backyard creatures are a little confused.
Like this Baltimore Oriole….
Who tries to drink from the hummingbird feeder.
The owner of this house spends a small fortune keeping you in fresh oranges and grape jelly…. don’t get greedy.
And whoever he wants.
But you look like weirdos this time of year.
Last fall, this buck was a 12 pointer.
He looks like a Princess Leia wannabe.
I mean come on…
The other deer are laughing at him.
And apparently, so is Chris Hemsworth.
But it’s true.
You do look kind of ridiculous.