The local nature center was calling the other day. Actually three little voices were calling me over and over, "Pleeeeease can we go to the deer class?" So I wrapped up the odds and ends I was working on and we piled in the van. Really, there is no end to work at home. We should keep plugging away everyday but if you aren't careful whole days can pass without getting out in the fresh air and wild places. So it was a very good call, except for the very cold part. It's officially cold now.
This week's class was on mule deer. It began in the education center learning about their senses, antlers, and migration habits. They discussed carry capacity, which is the number of animals a given habitat can support. Then they played a hands on games demonstrating the ebb and flow of deer population.
In the middle of the class discussion someone noticed two deer passing just outside the window. Awesome.
They finshed their classroom work and bundled up to go look for more deer on the trail.
They spotted some tracks in the mud on the banks of the stream.
Found more tracks on the path.
Up higher looking and....
Can you see them? It was pretty dark in the little clearing and the phone doesn't play nicely at a distance.
The clouds broke up on the walk back and we saw the sun set on the mountains, now sporting a bit of snowcap.