We bought our house about a year ago. And I feel in love with it from the start. Not just because it was by the schools of our choice. Or because it had the square footage we wanted. Or a suite for my mom on the main level. Or a newly renovated kitchen. But, we fell in love with it because of the back yard. There is a yard. And then there are woods. But landscaped woods. With gravel paths. And tiki torches. And a wooden swing by the creek. A creek that has provided countless hours of entertainment for the girls. And an amazing amount of peace and tranquility while I sit on the deck. To read the paper. Ponder the universe. Or wonder McSteamy eats for breakfast.
And on occasion, I am drawn from my musings by wildlife that has ventured into our yard. Or into our hot tub. Children are wildlife, right?
The backyard is glorious, but, trust me, you don't want to see what lurks in the front. Right at the door. To greet you. And welcome you with open arms. All of them.
So, what kind of wildlife is in your backyard?