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I was sitting in my tree stand yesterday evening watching a variety of animals move about the woods and I made the following observations:
Possums; they move about the forest like they’re constantly lost, first this way, then that way, then back over there, frequent pauses to take a look around as if they can’t remember where they’ve just been.
Pine Squirrels; the neighborhood busy bodies, always dashing about here and there, then up to a high perch to take a look around, always chattering at anything that appears to be out of place. Then the fast track back to the ground so they can dash across the forest floor in search of something else to scream at.
Turkeys; stealth on the ground, disaster in the air. How something can move about the forest with so much grace and yet never exceed anything beyond crash landings in trees is beyond me. Here we have a creature that silently tiptoes through the forest but sounds like a crashing helicopter when landing in trees.
Owl; the professor of the forest, the great observer. Divine and steadfast he sits in his perch silently taking in every motion and sound as far as his eyes can see, only to take flight and land on the ground like an NFL linebacker pouncing on fumble. Reminded me of those landing fighter jets being yanked to a sudden stop by the catch cable on an aircraft carrier.
Rabbit; Mr. Happy in search of those hidden Easter eggs. Perky and bright they’re always hopping here and there, from one lump of brush and grass to the next they’re always in search of better tasting greenery. Odd thing is, I’ve never seen a rabbit walk, seems they’re always hopping. Can they walk?
Hmmm…..wonder what sights this evening will bring?
Possums; they move about the forest like they’re constantly lost, first this way, then that way, then back over there, frequent pauses to take a look around as if they can’t remember where they’ve just been.
Pine Squirrels; the neighborhood busy bodies, always dashing about here and there, then up to a high perch to take a look around, always chattering at anything that appears to be out of place. Then the fast track back to the ground so they can dash across the forest floor in search of something else to scream at.
Turkeys; stealth on the ground, disaster in the air. How something can move about the forest with so much grace and yet never exceed anything beyond crash landings in trees is beyond me. Here we have a creature that silently tiptoes through the forest but sounds like a crashing helicopter when landing in trees.
Owl; the professor of the forest, the great observer. Divine and steadfast he sits in his perch silently taking in every motion and sound as far as his eyes can see, only to take flight and land on the ground like an NFL linebacker pouncing on fumble. Reminded me of those landing fighter jets being yanked to a sudden stop by the catch cable on an aircraft carrier.
Rabbit; Mr. Happy in search of those hidden Easter eggs. Perky and bright they’re always hopping here and there, from one lump of brush and grass to the next they’re always in search of better tasting greenery. Odd thing is, I’ve never seen a rabbit walk, seems they’re always hopping. Can they walk?
Hmmm…..wonder what sights this evening will bring?