Good morning everyone! What a beautiful morning it is, with the temperature beginning the day at 35.5F (2C). And the scent of fresh rain in the air. It had just recently rained, light shower really, as I went out to feed the birds this morning. The snow was still soft and melting, we have lost about 4 inches (10cm) of snow since yesterday morning. Not a lot, but it is a nice start anyway. This is not official, but my own measurements outside. And today the high is expected to be 43F (6C). There is not as much bird activity this morning, still the blue jays, chickadees and nuthatches. But numbers of redpolls and evening grosbeaks are way down from what they have been.
I went for a walk to the river yesterday and I am feeling it today. The snow is already very soft on the path so my feet would sink a bit into the snow, making walking much harder. I didn’t sink a lot, but it was enough. No one else had been on the path yesterday, there were no recent footprints, probably not since the weekend. And no dog tracks at all, which was odd and I looked carefully for them all the way to the river.
There were a lot of chickadees and nuthatches all along the path right to the river which gave me a good indication just how many of these birds were visiting my feeders this winter. I heard a couple of squirrels along the way, but not Scramble. There were no fresh squirrel tracks in the snow around where he lives, but perhaps he has moved to a different part of his territory for now. I left him some peanuts on the way in and they were still there when I came back. I saw two deer, undoubtedly ones that come here.
I sat by the river for a while on that tree stump. It was very quiet for a while, broken only by the sound of ravens and several eagles. I did see two ducks, a male and female hooded merganser, but they were too far for a good picture. I got that feeling of being watched again. It was very noticeable. But there was nothing around. On the way back, once I got to Scramble’s territory, I saw dog tracks, very fresh, but no human foot prints. It was a very large dog by the tracks. I hope people are not letting their dogs run loose along there.
Or was it something else? Coyote? Wolf? The tracks continued on the path for quite awhile before disappearing into the trees. Then I noticed something else, more large tracks, but this time cat tracks, large enough to be from a lynx. These tracks, along with the “dog” tracks were fresh. In both cases they were on top of my foot prints in places, so they were definitely fresh. Perhaps that is why I got that “feeling” of being watched again. Oh well. It would have been nice to see them. Today I am very stiff and sore, but it was a nice walk. Thank you for reading, have a wonderful Wednesday and God bless!
Steve and Muffin. (Praying for the people of Ukraine)
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