I snuck down at daybreak Saturday to get the camera, hoping to see the same kind of mischief I saw without it the day before. In an hour of waiting, Mr. Woody made a brief appearance.
Now, the night before, we had got to watch Mr. Skunk hop playfully across the back yard on his nightly rounds. Last night, it was Mr. Humpty Back (AKA the raccoon) sprinting back to the woods after dining in the dumpster, followed by an owl going from tree to tree and and a rare late-night bat appearance (usually they're back to bed before it gets pitch black). But I had brought the camera up with me, ready to capture scenes of the latest bird festival. And here it is:
And in an hour and a half, that was all the birds that showed up this morning. However, just after the first sparrow showed up, we heard a crash from the woods.
|...which, of course, she turned before I could capture it...|
...and then she made her way back down the main trail. Seconds later, we saw what she had accomplished- faster than I had a prayer of snapping, the two fawns, who had been in the east end of the yard out of sight the whole time, came charging as fast as they could, back to the "animals-only" trail and back with mom and big sis.
So, while we did get the benefit of the great deer run-around, I think it safe to say that bringing the camera up to bed is definitely NOT for the birds.