A while back, I shared a photo of me, with a raccoon who had climbed up onto my back while I was out taking photos. This was not an isolated, or unusual occurrence for me.
It seems that when I am out in nature, her creatures have a way of finding me in the most delightful encounters. I normally don't seek them out, wanting them to continue to fear humans, because not all are as friendly as I am, but there is something about me, that they don't fear. Friends have made suppositions as to why this is, and members of my former photo club have offered me payment to go with them when they hunt. Needless to say, I turned them down! I didn't even like to even take them with me when I went out to take photographs. I found that the few times that I did, that no animals would show up at all, and the woods would be unnaturally quiet.
But when I took some of my closest friends, some animals would show up to hang around me, but would often scamper off when my photo buddy would get too close. So it is no suprise that I've had the most, and my rarest moments when I was by myself. Up in the U.P., I once had a mink run along with me on the shores of the Tahquamenon River, playing around the legs of my tripod, and with my shutter cable while I tried to take photos of some endangered blooms. I've had porkies and possums come out to say hello, along with skunks, squirrels, chippies, (one kept climbing into my camera bag) wild turkeys and many waterfowl. I've had owls and hawks land in trees to watch me, and more than once a snake slither out to wrap around my tripod legs then settle in to take a snooze. I had to be extra careful not to step or kneal on them! I don't think that they would have taken too kindly to it!
I've had so many raccoon visits, I've lost count, as I have deer. There are several encounters that do stand out in my memory though, and this is one of them.
I was sorting through a huge box, and found these tucked in there. Fortunately, one of my photo buddies was there to capture it on film. Yes. .film. These are 20 years old, and have some surface damage to them.
Yes, that is red hair. .my true color. It was Autumn, and I remember that although the sun was warm, the air was chilly, hence the layered clothes that made me look like a marshmallow, and the brighter colors so as to not blend in too well. .gamebird season was on. I usually wore a muted olive green hat, but I thought that red hair was a better beacon!
I resisted touching that deer for so long, but then gave up the fight.
For one thing, he kept licking my camera, including my lens. I had to change lenses because a very sticky film formed on the glass that I couldn't remove until I got home. And then he started on me! Ooooh, how I hated leaving him. I worried about what was going to happen to him. .he was obviously born later in the year, being that small, and with spots in Autumn.
I kept hoping that Mom was somewhere nearby, watching him, thinking "Didn't I teach him ANYTHING?"
Although I brought you a touch of Autumn into your life, I hope that you are enjoying a delightful Spring day!
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