First it was the deer, now the elk. We love the return of the animals. It has been so dry. No rain in the past or foreseeable future. The weather is unpredictably warm. Our plants and animals are confused beyond measure. Bees are swarming late… baby animals are appearing late… and wild birds, normally migrated, are looking for food.
Winter must be near… but the weather gods aren’t cooperating. Maybe next week. In the meantime, the animals are trying to fill up on whatever food and water they can get their mouths on…. including having elk and deer in the same space.
We’ll enjoy what we get… when we get it.
We have been very fortunate since living up north that we have seen quite a number of different animals, including those fantastically cute baby elk. But in the time that we have lived here we had yet to see any baby deer (fawn) with it’s spots still on.
Better late than never. We were very surprised to see this little baby fawn, still with her spots, this late in the year. Normally the babies make their first appearance in June. It’s hard to imagine this little one so young just as we are going into winter.
I am still learning my animal species… but it appeared that this endearing photo of this little fawn’s peck on ‘mom’s’ cheek was not well received. The fawn looks to be a white tail… while the mom dear was a mule deer…. strange bed fellows indeed. The ensuing sequence had this mean mom dear strike the little fawn with it’s foot, causing the fawn to run away in it’s real mom’s direction.
It seemed the little family was hanging out together, with dad staying close by.
She is absolutely adorable, such a precious little thing. So vulnerable with all the newness and wonder in her eyes. What a privilege and pleasure to see her. Watching her seemingly experience her ‘firsts’ was a real treat.
We were recently up on Milk Ranch Road. You can see my pix here.
During our brief visit we saw few animals, except the occasional squirrel.
I felt like this squirrel with all the bugs swarming along this stretch of the road. Rain does bring bugs.
He must have been enjoying the weather and the view though.
This little guy we caught lounging in the shade getting out of the sun.
Time to take a break from collecting food for the upcoming winter, smell the daisies and rest the feet awhile. We could all learn a lesson from the squirrel.
It seems like forever since we have been to the Rim, the Mogollon Rim, that is. I used to post photos from the Rim all the time, but life has been busy and we just haven’t taken the time.
But last night was a great exception, and reminded us that we have to go out more often. Put the shovel down and just GO!
We camped at an awesome spot off of Milk Ranch Road. The overlook was absolutely surreal. I even managed to get a few star pix.
When we moved up north, I think we had seen a grand total of 2 bears in our entire life time in the wild… and those were pretty fleeting and far away (except that one in Alaska – OMG, but never mind that!).
Since we’ve moved here we have seen 5 bears on the rim alone, including that one we found getting into our bird feeder on our front deck as we looked out our dining room window while having dinner! But this one, we saw yesterday on the rim, was the biggest and best yet. He stood on a log and looked right at me, as the light lit up his side.
The advantages of driving down long bumpy roads and hiking steep treacherous trails are found at the end of the road, wherever that may be, and the views one can take in. Such is the case with this special AZ treasure, where we discovered Indian ruins now several decades ago, up high in the cliff wall overlooking the amazing landscape below.
The morning glow and first sunlight as it peaked over the hills were enough to give one pause as we relished our recent visit to this treasured place.
They say, take time to smell the roses. I say, take time to enjoy the beauty around you, wherever you may be.
I have lived in Arizona most of my adult life. While I was born in Phoenix, I have moved around quite a bit… but settled into AZ when I went to college, and never left. I now live outside the big city, away from the traffic and the crazies. The biggest drama I have these days is the elk eating my tulips… or the deer pooping in my drive way… Or where to go for our outings.
We just got back from exploring some of the back roads outside of Flagstaff in the Woody Mountain Road (FR 213) region. This area has some amazing overlooks that just continue to amaze me with their stunning beauty. As long as I have lived in Arizona, I never tire of it’s wonderful vistas, stunning ridges, and deep canyons.
This particular trip took us to Forest Road (FR) 792 outside of Flagstaff, and in particular Buzzard Ridge Point. The end of the road yields this stunning overlook that just takes your breath away…. simply amazing.