I didn’t have any luck locating fawns this morning, but I did find a buck.
This is the earliest recorded image I have a Whitetail Buck in velvet. I first ran across this buck about five years ago. He has a scar on the right side of his nose and I now know how he got it.
Memorial Day weekend at last. The first big Summer holiday. Most people have Monday off from work and will be heading out for the weekend.
I’ll be getting a jump on the mad rush this morning and going to the exact spot where I saw this bunny last weekend, because that is also the spot where I heard a fawn bawling. Have a terrific weekend!
When I’m behind the camera, most of my time will be spent in pursuit of furry things. What could be furrier than some Canadian Geese with their goslings still in their downy fur?
Some of you are personally aware that I write within my writing, speaking specifically to you within the general context of my stories or articles, all in an attempt to keep this blog personal rather than professional. After-all, when I first conceptualized and then created this blog it was to open lines of communication to one specific person. However, my list of blogs I follow has grown very long, which makes it very difficult to carry on speaking specifically to one person.
The blogs I follow and the bloggers who follow me are from every corner of the world. Those of you who post a few pictures with a few lines are my favorites. I get to learn about your culture and the wildlife in your part of the world and that’s why I’ve continued with blogging even though the reason I started this blog has long since moved on.
What has prompted this post is to welcome one new follower. I’ve read through some of your blog and feel compelled to follow along, although your claim of being “somewhat mouthy” would usually warrant me to walk away without so much as a second thought to my choice; I would just like to say, You are always welcome here and I hope you find some peace here.
With that said, is it inappropriate to eat a salad for lunch and follow it up with a hot fudge brownie sundae made with vanilla caramel fudge brownie ice cream?
Here’s something I very rarely get a chance to photograph. Usually when I see a Heron they’re flying and they don’t waste any time getting away from the human.
All the while I shot these photos I could hear that nagging little voice in my mind, Can you get closer?
Americans have adopted various animals as their state and national symbols. Wisconsin’s state bird is the Robin, while the state wildlife animal is the Whitetail Deer.
The federal government has also adopted animal symbols such as the national bird, which is the Bald Eagle. Benjamin Franklin, however, had wanted the Wild Turkey as the national symbol, calling it, “A most noble bird” when he tried to persuade his friends in the national government to adopt the Wild Turkey as the national symbol.
I took these photos very early Sunday morning. This turkey was wandering through a picnic area where I parked.
Usually very skittish, this Wild Turkey slowly walked away from me while I took photos.
When she made it to the hiking trail, she hurried into the woods and disappeared. Later, as I walked back through the area to return to my truck I heard a fawn bawling. They make a weak bawling noise similar to a calf, or, more accurately, as a friend describes it, “like a sick calf.” I heard two fawns bawling while I hiked through the park, so I know at least two fawns have already been born and if I’m lucky enough I’ll be able to get shots of them over the next couple of weeks.
During the next few weeks I’ll encounter more and more young wildlife. I know to leave them alone because their parents are nearby.
Fawns will lie down and freeze when they encounter something that frightens them. Rest assured, the little tike’s mother is not far away, which leads to a second phenomenon.
I took these two photos from the same spot at different times on the same day. I grabbed a few shots of the fawn. I was very close to it, less than ten feet or three meters, when I took the photos. About a half an hour later I returned to check on the fawn. The fawn was gone, probably in the field with the tall grass where the doe is above. The adult deer will decoy this time of year. She had made sure I noticed her and then she put on a deliberate display of running away, knowing that if I was a predator, I would give chase to her and her fawn would be safe.
When they decoy they deliberately put themselves in harms way to try to lure potential threats away from their young. This doe stepped out onto the hiking trail to attract my attention away from her fawns.
She led me along for about a hundred yards or meters before disappearing into the thick underbrush.
Here she is later in the Summer with both her fawns.
This handsome youngster is the fawn from the first picture above, so, remember, if you encounter young wildlife alone, leave them be. They are not abandoned. You have just been lucky enough to encounter them while they are trying to remain hidden from predators.
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