When you live in a spot bordering forests and fields, you get glimpses into the life or death drama going on there even though the majority of the goings on remain hidden. The curtain rises ever so slightly during the wintertime as the tracks of animals are etched in the snow. This is what I saw the other day when looking out the back window in the morning.
Something had been prowling around in the back. The tracks were everywhere. At first I thought it was a squirrel, but now I'm thinking it was a skunk even though there wasn't any skunky smell. I have no idea what it was digging for.
I got a trail camera for my birthday, and we went up to the back field to see if we could find a good spot for it. Tracks were everywhere. Here's some of what we saw.
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