This is such a wonderful time of year. Everything is growing, if not in bloom.
Just after I clicked the photo, a deer poked its head up, and took off. Can you see its rear end?!
Then I looked down, here was Nutmeg looking for mice. She couldn't have been more than a couple metres from the deer. I have her on a trailcam carrying her prey up to the house.
Fred has been shifting the tarp that will go over the wood pile in winter. It's been doggy digging, and shuffling rocks with its nose.
Now, they used the tarp to cover up their hole. I knew Momma Fred had done this in the wood shed, but now I have proof.
3 Freds were gallivanting on last year's wood. I think they spend much time on top of the wood pile as under the ground.
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Hari OM
Oh, Jenn, I just think it is such a privilege to be able to live with nature right on one's doorstep like this... the tarpaulin moving was just joyful to watch! YAM xx
Your flowers are looking beautiful. Take care, have a great day and happy week ahead.
It may be a bit of a cliché but there is some truth to it - those of us who face long, cold winters especially appreciate the exuberance of spring.
For the fat looking little critters they are, they sure can fit into small cracks and crannies.
Well done, Nutmeg! And I just love the Freds!
Cinnamon is a mighty hunter.
I wonder if your frolicking Freds like the cool area around the wood pile, and it's high enough to still look out for danger. Linda in Kansas
The Freds are very active little critters.
I love seeing all the flowers and fresh foliage. The white tail was a hoot. Your Fred’s are having a great time on the woodpile, and it is also fun to see Cinnamon and Nutmeg’s adventures.
Life abounds
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