We decided to take a pre-dawn walk this morning. I chose old shoes and socks in case of dew, but kinda laughed as I did, because it is so dry I couldn't imagine running into ANY moisture.  Crossing over to the old meadow, I was trying to decide whether to greet the dawn from the woods or the river.  It started spitting rain, so I chose woods.  Halfway to the corner of the woods (not dumb enough to try and find our hidden trail in the dark), It began to shower.  We ran to the tree line at the south end of the meadow for cover.

After the rain, the sky looked like this.

This camera takes kick-ass night pictures!

On the trail between the woods and the retirement home, a buck ran across and into the woods.  I knew it was a buck because does are considerate and pose.  He had a minimum distance (About right where I would see him) and a maximum time staying there (About a second less than it took me to focus and shoot), so the closest I came to him was this shot in the dark:

See the eyeballs?  Here's an artists conception of what you're missing:

Scrappy smelled him, but never saw him- and was HE pissed!



The toads were out in force to get a few drops of rain.  This one greeted us at the front door.