Saturday, November 26, 2016

The Things That Happen When You Aren't Expecting It

. . . and this happened.



While sitting in the shade on a long wooden bench watching the Green Jays, Altamira Orioles, Red-winged Blackbirds, and Cardinals this guy wandered in.


Took me by surprise and a grabbed my mother-in-laws arm (gently) and whispered in my quietest I-don't-want-to-scare-the-guy-off voice.


Raccoon.


We watched as he made his way to the bird feeder and climbed up for some seeds.


Bird seed on his nose aside, he ate with manners scooping up the corn and sunflower in his paws.


We watched him for 15 minutes or so listening to the crunching sounds and smiling when he would glance our way making sure no danger was going to interrupt his meal.


Eventually he jumped down and scooted back into the woods as another couple moved in to watch the birds.


I have had encounters with raccoons before, but not this close or for this long a block of time.  And I defiantly did not get many photographs.