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On the way home from the farm show yesterday we stopped at a favorite pond that lies just along a sharp curve in the road.
A couple of years ago an obliging Great Blue Heron allowed us a nice opportunity to get some pictures, so we always pause to look.
Yesterday was no disappointment. There was a doe and fawn right in the water. The doe was eating off the bottom like a moose, head submerged to the ears.
Some ducks paddled by. One was right behind the fawn in a most photo-bombitous position.
It was pretty cool. I love stopping there.
And then this morning...I have to lean on the big five-bar gate to the pasture to tie it shut when I take the cows out. I was doing that this morning....not being tall, my chin and ear are right on the gate...when a fat grey squirrel bustled out of the building the gate is fastened to and started across it.
I kept waiting for him to see me. I was in a bright squash-blossom-yellow sweatshirt.
He just kept coming.
Until he was about a foot from my face. Had he continued he would have had to squeeze under my ear to get to the fence.
I almost let him.
But I was afraid he might bite me.
So I said "boo".
Instant magical transformation from grey squirrel to flying squirrel.
I didn't know they could jump that far.