Camp Time With Grand-daughter
eastern phoebe, one showed up and landed in the ash tree out front about ten foot from where we were seated. What wonderful experience that was.
We also looked at some fresh mounds created by the diggings of our local pine voles. These mounds are a part of an extensive tunnel system below ground. We sat and watched hoping one of the beady-eyed mammals would appear, but never did. In a sandy area we came across a nice set of fresh deer tracks. I explained to her what had made them and then told her to “feel” the edges and interior of track with her finger. I wanted her to get up close and personal with a mark in the sand that had been produced by a living, breathing animal. I wanted her to feel its essence.
Later in the afternoon right before we went inside my wife spotted a white-tail doe about 40 yards away from the house on the edge of the woods. We sat still and watched as she watched us. The look in grand-daughter's eyes as she watched this beautiful creature in front of us was incredible.
I was able to get a nice photo before she trotted off. Then, to our surprise, the next morning when we got up I looked out in the hay field and saw a white-tail buck foraging on the hay. Grand-daughter got a kick out of that. We were able to slowly open the front door without spooking it to get some good photos. It was really cool that we were able to not only make a casting of a deer track, but to also get to actually see the animal that made it. I hope and pray as she gets older she retains this love of play and the outdoors. That she remembers and cherishes the time the two of us have spent exploring this wonderful world that God created and that she passes along her knowledge and experiences to her own children and grand-children.