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Wildlife

Most of the pictures on this page are from Gary Epling.
Wildlife

The deer live in my yard. They think they own the place. Yesterday, one knocked on my front door and demanded I make him a sandwich.

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I plant roses, because I like roses and because, I theorized, that the thorns would keep the deer from eating my beloved roses.  Not!  Once you see a beautiful red bloom, you’d better enjoy it: the entire flower will be nubbed off by the hairy rapscallions.

I also have four fruit trees in my yard, that produce plenty of fruit. I never, ever, have to pick up bad, rotting fruit; the deer are like vacuum cleaners. I've even watched them stand on their hind legs, like a dog begging, to reach higher into the trees.

The little snots will even bang their noses on my bird feeders to shake the seeds on the ground; then, its feast time!

 

Wildlife

All grumbling aside, there is some amazing wildlife here in Appalachia. The pictures on this page are courtesy of Gary Epling.

As I write these words this evening, I recall the events of the day: puttering around in the gargage, tending to some outside projects, and lunch outside while sitting in a lawn chair. I saw today in my yard several of God's creatures: a chipmunk (tiny, fast, and very cute!), a squirrel, a rabbit, several lizards, red-headed woodpecker, cardinals, blue jay, and a "carpenter" bee. I managed to get some shots of the chipmunk that I'll post later.

Ok, it's later. Simon, Alvin, and Theodore are personifications of this real life critter. They are cute, but they can be a nuisance. Our picutures are on this photo ablum.

Sunday morning, 6:10 a.m. Knock, knock. <pause> Knock, knock, knock.

What? Who in the world is knocking at my door this early?

Wildlife

I grab the gun and head for the door, only to find Woody Woodpecker flying away. I swear I could hear him laughing!

Why can't they all be as quiet as this magnificent creature?