LivGreen
Hiding out?
My husband and I took a laborious walk in the woods on Sunday, looking for just the right tree branch. The idea was to find a nicely twisted branch that could be made into a unique walking stick. Just getting back to the woods wore me out. The snow was at least 18 inches deep most of the way and hubby had talked me into wearing rubber boots since "it's slushy back there." Rubber boots are nice for mud but a terrible amount of work for slippery snow. An hour later we were clear in the back and I could barely walk; I'd overworked my leg muscles and each step took effort!
We came across lots of animal tracks, including turkey, white-tailed deer, rabbit, squirrel, coyote, neighbor's dog and possibly even skunk and possum. It was interesting to figure out the "stories" behind all the tracks while we made our own and the weather was finally quite good; not nearly as cold, bright blue skies, and no precipitation! Yay!
It wasn't until we were headed back that we came across a small tree with very smooth bark and a couple of amazing twirly twists. While hubby sawed it down I kept my camera trained on a brown blob up in the (aspen?) trees. I finally took a couple photos but it's difficult to tell it's even a squirrel. He did not move the entire time I stood waiting, and it was at least 10 minutes... My husband said it was "an original" fox squirrel; one of the older breeds that has not been cross-bred and lost its extremely bushy tail. And it was obviously an older one who had learned that staying still meant not being eaten...
Hiding out?
My husband and I took a laborious walk in the woods on Sunday, looking for just the right tree branch. The idea was to find a nicely twisted branch that could be made into a unique walking stick. Just getting back to the woods wore me out. The snow was at least 18 inches deep most of the way and hubby had talked me into wearing rubber boots since "it's slushy back there." Rubber boots are nice for mud but a terrible amount of work for slippery snow. An hour later we were clear in the back and I could barely walk; I'd overworked my leg muscles and each step took effort!
We came across lots of animal tracks, including turkey, white-tailed deer, rabbit, squirrel, coyote, neighbor's dog and possibly even skunk and possum. It was interesting to figure out the "stories" behind all the tracks while we made our own and the weather was finally quite good; not nearly as cold, bright blue skies, and no precipitation! Yay!
It wasn't until we were headed back that we came across a small tree with very smooth bark and a couple of amazing twirly twists. While hubby sawed it down I kept my camera trained on a brown blob up in the (aspen?) trees. I finally took a couple photos but it's difficult to tell it's even a squirrel. He did not move the entire time I stood waiting, and it was at least 10 minutes... My husband said it was "an original" fox squirrel; one of the older breeds that has not been cross-bred and lost its extremely bushy tail. And it was obviously an older one who had learned that staying still meant not being eaten...