Forest walkies

It was a three-cat walk! Highly unusual, as Daisy is green with jealousy. She wants to be the only cat on a walk. You can see Dorah trailing behind, across the meadow, as the bottom of the hill. Annabelle was higher up the hill. I could hear them calling far behind, as Daisy and I marched on.

We are truly in a drought, the aquifers are low, but we've had recent rains to brighten up the greenery.


Dorah found a hibernacula, where the snakes sleep. Bears sleep in them, as well, hibernacula is Latin, "tent for winter quarters". She definitely heard activity. A large pile of stones, at the base of the tree, deep in the forest. All covered in debris. I didn't uncover any more than 2 stones, and then recovered them.

The wetland island

Daisy came across the bridge with me. We could hear Annie and Dorah, well in the rear. We did a walkabout, and were ready to leave by the time Annie and Dorah caught up.
Since the wetland is horribly dry, it truly isn't an island, but the critters (deer, coyotes) all use it as a regular part of their tracks (you can see the path through the grasses). They use the same regular path, on an irregular basis, and wear a track.
In past years I've set up the trailcam, and they cross here, sometimes using my bridge! Once, I found the deer fur from a kill. No carcass. The bones would have been taken away.