Back in HS.
Yesterday evening, watched the three deer come to the feeder. The oldest "grandmother" deer is really bossy now, pushing the others away from the feeder. We can tell her apart because she has some sort of growth on her abdomen. The fawn from that group is now almost as big as its mom and grandma. Then this morning, a second set of deer, four total, went up the hill without stopping. We think that this isn't their range or something. All today, we've been watching the birds at the feeders with amusement and interest. Bluebirds, goldfinches, cardinals, sparrows, juncos, and others have been enjoying our hospitality.
This evening took the cake, however, when we saw a lone coyote come down out of the woods on the hill, cross into the field beside the house, *sit down* and proceed to groom himself for several minutes, before getting up again and making his way to the road and down into the lower pasture.
Wow.
