Seniors 2010
Posted on November 22, 2008
The day warmed nicely after the first night of hard freeze. Not being a fan of cold weather I grabbed another pair of socks, added a t-shirt under my sweatshirt. I pushed my feet into snake boots (they’re warm) then tugged insulated coveralls over my clothes. Cap, scarf and gloves completed my attire.
With camera in one hand tripod in other I waddled to my spot. Anticipation is mounting as I settle in. The first day of hunting season and I with my camera. My mind begins to wander, how long before my buck arrives? I sit up excited, something has stirred the leaves. There it is again, the sound of steps crashing through the leaves. It’s coming right at me! My heart is pounding, my mind is swirling, I’m going to get my shot right up close and personal! It’s just outside and it sniffs, my heart sinks. It’s my dog, he has trailed me.
I make him leave and settle back in. Again my mind wanders, ok, I’ll take a doe and yearling. The leaves are stirring again. The anticipation builds, squirrels are chattering, limbs cracking. Then suddenly a squirrel jumps into a near by tree and stares at me. Just stares, like, why are you here? This is our home, you don’t belong. Without warning he jumps from the tree and runs right for me, but veers off just before attacking.
Nothing.
Nothing but the squirrels. Oh, well, there’s always next time.
Squirrel
