Coming back from my socializing with my dentist I came across this bunch. The pic is probably pretty small, but there are a whole lot of mulies out there on that hillside. Including a buck who still has his rack, for some reason. See if you can make them out. I counted seventeen with my binocs.
One of the things I love about this "desolate, God-forsaken" country is that I can't go anywhere— not even onto the front deck— without seeing lots of wild neighbors.
And nary a hoomin bean in sight, alas.
(Maybe if you just click on the pic it will embiggen itself fer ya.)
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When will they be in season?
"And nary a human bean in sight, alas."
Alas? Sounds ideal to me.
It's a beautiful landscape. Rugged and quite able to fend for itself.
I always enjoy the pictures of where you live. No trees seems odd, but the lack of houses more than compensates.
That is strange for that buck to have those antlers this late. Healthy looking herd.
Sure is, Bob. I've been finding sheds since January. Can't quite figger that out.
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