I'm no longer a Harley girl. Just sold "Lakota Lightning Horse" to the highest bidder, and this weekend I'll post what we bought to replace her.
Goodbye Old Friend. I'll always remember the good times.
Friday, June 3, 2011
In late May our game camera at LeRustique caught a sight that both surprised and thrilled us. Surprises included (1) that a doe would bring her fawn to a fairly open spot at 5:49 p.m. and (2) that so many ticks are visible on the back of the doe's ears. The thrills I hope you can feel for yourself.
Two nights later, as we were sitting out on our deck listening to the sounds of the forest, we heard an extended and strange crying/moaning coming from the farthest reaches of our land. Apparently something that sounded like a small deer was being killed, and the process was long and painful. Our first thought was that "our" little fawn had met disaster. We were so sad thinking of the loss, and we even kept an eye out for evidence as we hiked around our property the next day.
But thankfully we were wrong about just what animal had lost its life. How do we know for sure? Because five days later the same game camera snapped this image. More surprise and more thrills! And all seems right with our wild world.