Another bear visit
Late this morning, as I was talking to a friend, sitting out on our back porch, as I glanced into the forest below, there was movement coming up our stream bed, at the bottom of the slope. A dark object. Hmm, I was thinking, even as I continued our conversation about a writing class that we'd both shared.
|a view from our porch|
The object soon became consolidated. It was a young black bear, probably a male, which would be most likely now.
He first foraged for grubs around some fallen logs. (All of these photos were taken by my gardening companion).
Then, he ambled up the hill. Clearly, he knew we had seeds out? Black oil sunflower seeds in our feeders seemed to be a familiar meal.
|Ahh, sugar water!|