Doe and Fawn

By |2020-07-30T17:34:11-06:00July 30th, 2020|Nature|

The doe crosses our lawn in the middle of the hot afternoon. Her fawn rushes ahead of her, turning the corner around the fence, suddenly out of view. She stops and waits, staring toward a place we can’t see, then bends her head to the grass.

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Fawn Season

By |2020-07-08T16:31:03-06:00July 8th, 2020|Nature|

Each night we walk through the neighborhood searching for does and fawns. The evenings are the best time, walking just as darkness falls when a strong breeze makes it feel cooler than it actually is. This spring we’ve been particularly lucky, beginning with the doe and fawn we saw on May 30.

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Screech Owl Chronicles – The Owlets Fledge

By |2020-05-13T11:18:56-06:00May 13th, 2020|Nature|

We woke to an empty owl box on Friday morning. Two owlets took off on Wednesday evening, the first at 8:40 p.m., the second at 9:03, leaving the other two owlets to follow, but they lingered in the box, shuffling the sawdust, hopping up to the entrance, squawking for their parents to bring food. On Thursday morning only one owlet remained in the box, his sibling having left in the middle of the night.

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Screech Owl Chronicles – The Owlets at Two Weeks

By |2020-04-26T17:28:37-06:00April 26th, 2020|Nature|

The owlets are now two weeks old. I watch them on the owl cam, waddling around the box, shuffling through the sawdust, looking up at their mother who is sitting in the box entrance. She is waiting to leave, anxious to leave. As the owlets grow larger each day and spring days get warmer, the box is becoming crowded and uncomfortable.

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Screech Owl Chronicles – The Owlets at One Week

By |2020-04-26T17:29:23-06:00April 26th, 2020|Nature|

The owlets are all almost one week old now. The first egg hatched on Thursday, April 9, and the last on April 11, bringing the final count to four owlets. At one week old, the owlets are no longer amorphous blobs; they have wings which they stretch out as they awkwardly push out from under their mother and wobble around, all fuzzy round heads and tiny beaks and black eyes.

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