Many roadkill raccoons. Two roadkill turkeys. No deer, however. A whole flock of live turkeys, digging through the understory of a small woods. (I also saw a dead red squirrel in the middle of US 73 as I turned onto the road, but as I didn't have a plastic bag, I wasn't able to take him home to make paint brushes.)
Several redtail hawks. A kestrel. A Snowy Owl, flying across the road just beyond my mother's driveway (She says there's actually two of them). Several Canada geese, pairing off a bit early for the season (and if you're used to seeing Cackling Geese out in Oregon, the Mammoth variety is a revelation. Those guys are big. As was the bald eagle, swooping low over a creek beside the road.)
Eastern Blue Jay. Such pretty birds.
An entire woodlot festooned with a cats-cradle of sky-blue piping--collecting sap for maple syrup.
The derelict hood and windshield of a snowmobile, perched on a snowbank on the shoulder of the road.
An Amish farmer and his two sons, driving a two-horse hitch down the highway pulling a rig designed to carry a big round hay bale. The new and the old in collaboration.
Several redtail hawks. A kestrel. A Snowy Owl, flying across the road just beyond my mother's driveway (She says there's actually two of them). Several Canada geese, pairing off a bit early for the season (and if you're used to seeing Cackling Geese out in Oregon, the Mammoth variety is a revelation. Those guys are big. As was the bald eagle, swooping low over a creek beside the road.)
Eastern Blue Jay. Such pretty birds.
An entire woodlot festooned with a cats-cradle of sky-blue piping--collecting sap for maple syrup.
The derelict hood and windshield of a snowmobile, perched on a snowbank on the shoulder of the road.
An Amish farmer and his two sons, driving a two-horse hitch down the highway pulling a rig designed to carry a big round hay bale. The new and the old in collaboration.