It’s not that I really have to battle any real wild animals. I live rurally. Pretty rural. Out in the wilds of Alaska. But they’re out there… I know they are.
I mean honestly… this is what I primarily see. Mostly wild. I say mostly because to be honest, if they hear my voice, the bunnies come a-running… or hopping, to me. In a few moments I may be surrounded by them. I don’t mind. I’m kind of in love with them.
Of course, the bunnies bring other visitors.
Not exactly the best photo but this guy ate really well for while there. Going so far as to eviscerate one of the bunnies on my front porch. Blood and guts and shit and fur and bones spread out. What a joy that was to clean up…
But it’s not all bad.
This guy is, oh, twenty feet from my bedroom window. I see him almost daily. If not him then his mom and her new baby (it was babies but one didn’t live very long).
Fun fact: the moose here on the Kenai Peninsula almost exclusively have twins. No where else in the world do moose have so many. In fact, some years ago Montana sought to replenish their failing moose population and relocated females from this area to help. I don’t know if it’s working but that’s what they did.
Of course, I can drive a few minutes away to the beach and catch some more wild creatures to stare at.
About a month ago, I went to the beach one evening and there were hundreds of these jellyfish on the beach. This seems to be happening more and more frequently with massive die-offs. Two years ago there were thousands of dead seabirds on the beaches. There are hardly any shellfish left. Or starfish or other such tide pool creatures. Makes me sad.
Until next time… I’ll be watching you!
this post is for you, Jo. 😊