This gang of a dozen or more was hurrying across the road in front of the Gran House, heading into the woods, presumably following their mama--whom I did not see.
Speaking of which, something got our suet feeders the other night. We suspect a return of Brer Bear and there is talk of getting a game camera.
It's good to know who your neighbors are, large and small alike.
They are so CUTE! And ugly...
I must admit I had to check what a game camera was. And I perfectly understood why ;-)
Poult(s) is a new word to me. I have lived such a sheltered life.
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