Here We Go Again!

This is the smallest bear we've seen. No mama in sight.

Pretty cute!

Mr. Cut Off was able to scare him off and rescue the bird feeder.

All is well in the Keweenaw.

Sunday Reflections

I just noticed that I somehow overlooked the capital B that obviously should have been lower case - further proof that I will always be an imperfect perfectionist. (Keeping it real 24/7/365.)

All is well in the Keweenaw.

Sunday Reflections

I know, I know, I've been absent - even in replying to your kind comments. Sorry about that. Just busy with houseguests and starting a new job at a bank. I haven't worked for quite a while, but my brain needed a part-time out-of-the-house challenge. We've had a cold, rainy fall and even saw snow again this week. Sounds like a good time for a throwback photo from July. 

All is well in the Keweenaw.

Sunday Reflections

All is well in the Keweenaw.

13 Years!

13 years and we're still giggling our way through life together! 

Thank you for all the happiness you've added to my days! 

I love you with all my heart!

All is well in the Keweenaw.

Photo Credit: Lori Brady

Sunday Reflections

Although I'm not necessarily a spider lover, the Goldenrod Crab Spider is pretty cool. Isn't creation fascinating?!

All is well in the Keweenaw.

Sunday Reflections

All is well in the Keweenaw.

Guilty!

Can you see it? The guilt written all over his face?

Yes, more bird feeders destroyed. I've officially lost count. (Sorry, Mr. Goldfinch.) Still not satisfied, the culprit came back and began eyeballing the hummingbird feeders.

Is he actually going after the hummingbird feeders while I'm standing here on the other side of the window looking at him and snapping photos?

Uh huh, but our hummingbird feeders were successfully saved! Note to self: You can sometimes discourage a bear from destroying hummingbird feeders by waving your hands in the air like a crazy person while you're standing safely inside your house. Second note to self: Sometimes.

Why on earth was he still looking up in that tree? He had already ripped down the bird feeders, toted off the squirrel baffle, and broken the tree branch that used to be there!

Taking down the bird feeders after dinner doesn't always prevent destruction. This one thought our dinnertime was his dinnertime, so the birds had to get by on their own again for a week or so.

In all fairness, he could be a she.

All is well in the Keweenaw.