I set up an automatic corn feeder as well as a motion activated camera this past winter to see what was in the area. I fattened a bunch of raccoons and enjoyed seeing their antics captured digitally. There are wild hogs and deer in this part of the country, but other than one buck visiting the feeder, the raccoons were the only ones hungry enough to keep coming back.
Father’s Day reminded me of this photo of me and my Dad. My father passed away in 2004 at the age of 90 and would have been 93 tomorrow if he was still with us.
I shot this deer about a mile from where I grew up. During those growing years, deer were never seen close to our home. Daddy did not believe me when I told him I had shot a buck and was as excited as I was to learn they had finally ventured into our part of the world. These days, I mostly hunt with my camera, but there was a time when hunting with a rifle was a big part of my life.
Back in the late winter as I was traveling the countryside, I was amazed to see this beautiful sight. Hundreds of snow geese had landed in a wheat field to refuel and rest. I felt privileged to have the opportunity to photograph them.
I think those are blister beetles in the thistle.
Nighthawk Resting
Hummingbird
Rose of Sharon on the north side of our home.
