Living without fear.
Sunday’s high winds created ideal fawn-hunting weather. Fawns aren’t fearful and that makes encountering one a beautiful experience.
Sometimes I find myself flying through grassy fields,
stepping on thistle thorns,
shins to wild rose canes,
to enjoy one with no fear.
This fawn is knee-high with brittle looking legs.
The raccoon had three babies. I gave her some suet to say congratulations. Her nipples are way way smaller with the little ones on the outside.
The young raccoons stayed close to the Mom…. under her feet, under her face, under her tail.
HOT LOVIN’ AND THE FISH LADDER
Lovers overlooking the Grand River in downtown Grand Rapids.
INSERT HEART SHAPED FLOWERS HERE (swamp buttercup)
A water-covered carp at the fish ladder in Grand Rapids, Mich.
A male Familiar Bluet. He mated with a tan female shortly after this shot. Some dragonflies have backwards-facing hooks on their penises that they use to scoop out any sperm they find inside their partner before depositing their own.
The Eastern Bluebirds’ feathers look a bit blue.
A young face…the size of the finger in the lower right.
There are two robins’ nests in the yard. One of the robins is aggressive and claws at my hair and follows me around yelling at me. The other nest, pictured above, is run by either an inexperienced mom or perhaps a clumsy mom. Thinking positively for the middle egg.
Some sort of checkerspot is my best guess…. I’ll get the butterflies down in the next few years or so.
Frog. I bet my Amphibian field guide is somewhere in Leah’s room. I’m currently searching for the equivalent of Cornell’s birding site for amphibians, insects and butterflies.
Michigan weather over the long holiday weekend featured August-like temperatures of 90°F/32°C. My garden is confused. June and early July bloomers are budding along with the May flowers.
A male Robin shaking water from its beak.
I’m finishing this post on the back deck and one of the raccoons popped onto the chair next to me…. I had fear.