We live in the woods and often get visitors of the wild kind. As I ease back into blogging I thought I would take the easy way out this time and share some footage of our various visitors. Some, like the bear are very recent, other pics are from a while ago.
These wee ones are in a Burning Bush directly outside our bedroom window. Denyce and I were watching and trying to figure out what type of birds they are, one fell out of the nest. I ran outside found the little dude (I don’t know if it is male, female or gender fluid, nor do I care) and placed him/her/them back into the nest. While mom and dad watched from a nearby branch. I came running back into the house only for Denyce to tell me he/she/them fell back out. Once again I ran outside, found the little bugger and placed him/her/them (how exhausting) back into the nest. When I got back into the house Denyce asks, “Was it the same one?” I guess she saw the dumbfounded look on my face because she followed up with, “Well maybe it had some dirt on it.” The Good news, it has been a few days and everybody is still where they should be. Incase you you are wondering they are Grey Catbirds.
For a few years we had a white squirrel running around, very rare in this area and no, not an Albino, Clary barks at them all. Denyce figures he was a grey squirrel and Clary just frightened the grey out of him. We called him Pyr-a-Squirrel as he is the same color as Clary. All the neighbors knew about him and we all kept an eye out. We haven’t seen any around in about two years now. And yes, we know he is male, he was not shy about standing up and stretching to get to the bird feeders.
Denyce was texting with a neighbor when suddenly the neighbors texts, “Hey there is a bear crossing my driveway heading your way.” So I jump up camera in hand and get a couple of shots of this guy. He/she/they started running once he/she/they spotted us. He/she/them was about 4 ft at the shoulder. Denyce and I raced through the house to see if we could get a better look at the Black Bear and we opened the porch door just as the bear stopped at the end of the porch. The bear took one look at us and had a look on it’s face of “AHHHHHHHH………HUMANS!!!!!!” His response was this photo below.
In the last pic that is actually its butt in the air. Mother Nature is quite amazing.
While hard to tell from this picture. Boris is actually the size of my palm. But what she lacks in size is made up in her presence. There have been several discussions that surround Boris including the debate on selling the house and not disclosing her presence to potential buyers, to burning the place down. When we called the Penn State bug people, (yes, I know a spider is not a bug) they told us not to worry as she is quite common and keeps other spiders away, (not really). I think the spider guy was trying to be re-assuring when he told us we never have to worry about walking into her web, Boris doesn’t make a web as She is a hunting spider! We we figured out Boris was a she when his one day my wife came home and Borisella was sitting on an egg sack. Yes, an egg sack, we now have many of these spiders running about. *sigh*
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