fresh from the grill at Mr. Meaty's. Good show, good show.
All that aside, I saw A LOT of nature this past week.
One trout, which ate a bug a metre from my face.
One deer, seen twice going for an anxious jog through the provincial park.
One mother duck and six adolescent babies who just came to shore, preened and had naps no more than 3 metres from us.
One eagle hawkish thing (too far away to tell).
A murder of crows.
There were bats and bat houses in the area and my mother really wanted to see them wake up and go about their "day", so we waited outside. Much as the forum writings we had read had said, they squeaked for a good 10-20 minutes, socializing before beginning their breakfast venture. Sure enough, around 8:30ish when the trees were black silhouettes and the crickets were chirping one came out. We figured by the squeaks that there were 100 of them in there. Yes, a bit of a grand number. So we sat and counted as they came out. In fact, as we went along, other people joined us as the bats swooped and swirled around (almost running into my father's head at times). By the time I had finished counting what seemed to be all....
it came out to be a whopping 870 bats, just from two adjacent houses! Talk about small living spaces.
I hope all is well with you and look forward to what life brings in the next few weeks.
P.S Nine nasty mosquito bites and counting.