Today is the last day of deer season in Montana.
This big, healthy buck has been around a bit with his harem of two. He is gorgeous as well as vigilant – he stayed mostly in the trees while the does ventured very near the house.
Moss and lichen off fallen branches as well as directly off the trees attracted the does into the yard and within ten feet of the house.
Hope we see them again.
Thanksgiving afternoon…
Big sky, wind softened clouds, fields of wheat and hay giving way to the Continental Divide topped by early snow – classic northwest Montana scenery under a late afternoon Thanksgiving sky.
The dying garden and browning grass tell the rest of the story…December approaches and although it is not officially Winter until December 21, in Montana, Winter weather tends to jump the gun. We had a taste of it in early October and a few reminders since.
In Montana: Fall fades.
That’s Steve’s Explorer… Karl gets picked up mid-morning most days now and off they go on errands, photo stops and a walkabout or two.
Yesterday was a Wayfarer’s day. Karl leads Steve on the “Winter” route which ends by the lake for a drink.
It gives me the shivers just looking at Karl in that cold, gray water.
Apparently, the Explorer meets with Karl’s approval and/or he doesn’t want to get out and be left. I haven’t been there with the camera, but when Steve leaves without him, the description of having a hangdog expression becomes crystal clear.
