I told this groundhog that it was Monday and it just stared at me. To a groundhog it’s the season that matters.
It asked me what month it was and I told it July, I thought it was just messing with me. After doing a little research I found out that for these cuties the month IS important because there is a deadline of sorts for them. Winter is coming.
They spend every day stuffing themselves in preparation for winter…they will hibernate underground and so they need to build lots of body fat to live on.
We have Groundhog day here, a tradition that is built on the premise that, every year on the second of February if a groundhog sees it’s shadow, it means six more weeks of winter.
The truth of the matter is, the males come out of hibernation in February to locate females that are still in hibernation. Breeding season will start in March, so, having located the objects of their affection, the males go back into hibernation for a few more weeks.
Who wants to get out of bed before they have to?
(One more interesting fact…THEY’RE A MEMBER OF THE SQUIRREL FAMILY!)
I’ve grown kind of fond of my daily squirrel visitor. He has a lot of personality and makes me laugh at least once each time he visits.
This is a short little video of my cute little friend, made from a few clips that I put together.
Sorry about the quality of this video. It was just too tempting not to share the new babies.
We’ve seen them two days in a row, zipping along after their mother. It is definitely baby time in the woods.
How’s everybody doing? I have run out of chocolate, but thank God I still have a box of Lucky Charms cereal tucked away.
This cute male bluebird enjoyed one of our rare days of sun this past week and told me through the window into the woods, to ration the bird seed. How did they know we were going to be tightening our belts and avoiding close contact with people?
When I think about it, I have noticed birds lined up at the windows watching my laptop screen when I read COVID-19 updates. Is there even MORE to birds than we knew?
Now I’m wondering if they ARE able to read, what else can they do?
Paint with their feet?
The mind boggles.
The Coopers Hawk was back yesterday which explained why all of the birds had disappeared, the crows AND the blue jays were making a racket scolding this raptor. Please forgive some of the blur, I get too excited and just snap away and the winged beauty was just about out of reach.