Warmer. Highs in the upper twenties and lows in the teens. It's raining to the south of us. We're watching the clouds hoping for some more snow.
About a half dozen deer have been spending the night bedded down around our cabin. In the morning we wake to new beds hoofed into the grass and encircling us. Every once and a while one will walk close enough to set off our motion sensor light in the middle of the night. I stir them up every time I step outside after dark- white tails at attention as they prance off into the ink black woods. I wonder if they aren't bedding down close to humans because the wolves are around? Maybe they figure they're safer closer to humans where the wolves are less likely to venture?
The late season wolf rifle/trapping season is drawing to a close. Only about 10 remain on the quota that is alloted to this region.
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