There’s a new kid on the block.
Not sure if it is a male or female or what it is.
Daddy thinks it’s a beaver. Grandma thinks it’s a groundhog.
No matter what it is, it is not getting close to Mark’s Den! Or my name’s not Chooey!
Captured this last evening had a lot of wind . The cloud above the trees and building is dust. As Johnny Cash sang we ain’t seen the rain since I don’t know when.
Thankful for storms and no damage.
And on that note, happy Lord’s day and I hope that if you are able to get out, attend the church of your choice.
Yesterday I took my “third” scouting hike for my new camera. As you can see by the pictures I’ve enclosed, this is a prime area with the woodlands and river.
However I’m not the only visitor.
After 2.20 minutes of monitoring fishermen, pacing and tramping through the woods and weeds, I decided to take a chance. I shimmied up the side of a tree and hung the camera.
It was reasonably concealed.
As I was doing it, I noticed movement below. Three of the 4 fishermen packed up and started up the long hill trail coming directly at me.
So I removed the camera and decided to wait until colder weather when there’s less activity. It was a total of 2.5 hours to the minute I spent down there, but well worth it. I’d hate to have the camera stolen.
Better safe than sorry!
This morning while getting ready to take off, I saw this little critter sitting on the picnic bench at the shop.
I may add, that I’m sure many of our viewers and other bureaus around the country saw our Bosses, Editor, CEO and his funny comment on my other “macro” posting yesterday. So I dedicate this to him. LOL