For the deer the rut is over. Last week the young bucks were calm enough to sit down together in groups. This week the does and fawns and young bucks have begun to graze together in peace. The old bucks? The only time I've ever seen them has been at night in the autumn when two large-racked, massively muscled specimens were facing off.
The cows (well, maybe they're better described as calves) are also grazing, but they're not quite calm. There is a patch of hoof-worn mud along the barbed wire fence. Just in front of the mud is an extraneous fence post which blocks the path. It seems that the young bulls like to graze alongside the young heifers as they approach that obstacle. Yesterday I found four young bulls surrounding a heifer at that point, and the one in the rear was trying to figure out how to take advantage of the situation. They stopped and looked at me as I walked alongside. They have no horns, but they are as massive as I am, yet when I started toward the fence they all scattered.
A tree crew is still prowling around with their saws and chipper. They have taken out several large bay trees, one very large leaning fir tree, and lots of branches along the paved pathways. I take the deer trails, and this morning I encountered several piles of debris which were the result of one widowmaker branch crashing its way down and bringing lots of others with it.
After clearing the trail I found a nice collection of mushrooms. I think they were genus boletus, but I didn't inspect closely enough to be sure.
The cows (well, maybe they're better described as calves) are also grazing, but they're not quite calm. There is a patch of hoof-worn mud along the barbed wire fence. Just in front of the mud is an extraneous fence post which blocks the path. It seems that the young bulls like to graze alongside the young heifers as they approach that obstacle. Yesterday I found four young bulls surrounding a heifer at that point, and the one in the rear was trying to figure out how to take advantage of the situation. They stopped and looked at me as I walked alongside. They have no horns, but they are as massive as I am, yet when I started toward the fence they all scattered.
A tree crew is still prowling around with their saws and chipper. They have taken out several large bay trees, one very large leaning fir tree, and lots of branches along the paved pathways. I take the deer trails, and this morning I encountered several piles of debris which were the result of one widowmaker branch crashing its way down and bringing lots of others with it.
After clearing the trail I found a nice collection of mushrooms. I think they were genus boletus, but I didn't inspect closely enough to be sure.