July 24, 2014
We are starting to see bucks running in the fields,
with their antlers still in velvet.
Does are congregating in the same fields, but are
hanging out near the woods. Bouncing around the edges of the woods are
the little spotted fawns, one of my favorite things to watch.
Fawns have so much energy and seem to take such
delight from being alive that I cannot help but laugh while observing
them at play with one another.
The raccoons are getting back at me for putting the
bird feeders away every night and denying them an easy meal of sunflower
seeds. They tear up our yard each night by lifting up the sod in chunks
and then slinging the chunks.
I guess they are harvesting night crawlers and
other assorted and sundry bugs when they do this, but I really wish they
would stop. I would encourage them to stop by means of violence, but
there are little tiny raccoons helping with the destruction, and they
are just too cute to drive off by throwing rocks.
We still hear the owls nightly and see them every
so often when driving in or out of the holler. They know what our car
looks like and have occasionally been spotted by our daughter, Amy, who
drives a car that looks a lot like ours.
She called us to say that one of the owls had flown
out of the woods right over the hood of her car for a short distance
before landing in a tree beside the road, staring at her until she drove
off. One of life’s “Wow” moments.