A year ago I was gifted with a trail camera, and for the longest time it was mounted at the back of our yard, focused on the path beyond the fence. There have been a lot of photos of Ed and Reub and myself because we're out there all the time.
Disappointed mountain bikers, who had probably hoped to find a way further up into the hills.
Quite a few deer, hurrying past.
First diner to appear was a possum.
Second to show up was a raccoon. But wait...is that just possibly... the crouching shape of a bobcat on the right, in front of the little fir? No, it seems too small, and anyway the bobcat is extremely camera shy. Hmmm.
Recently I moved the camera to the edge of a grassy clearing. The first visitor was a young doe.
She makes her way up the path.
Maybe she notices the blink of a light as the camera takes its shots.
At last she ambles away.
And then, guess who shows up? Here is the bobcat, at last, passing through in the moonless night. Hello Kitty. I am delighted.
I expect the bobcat comes this way a lot, and the camera tells me why.