As soon as I put a feeder out, the chickadees returned.

Until they get scared away by this noisy guy.

The day before hunting, this deer found my Cheerio-eating behavior interesting. He stared so long into the window I got self-conscious.

Up to the first day of hunting, my yard was full of deer morning and night. Every time I went out the door, something snorted and ran through the woods, sometimes in all directions.

Yesterday, they disappeared. And the hunters have only taken one deer thus far.

As the final legal rifle shots rang out at sunset last night, I stepped outside to this scene. What a sunset.