A very alive opossum that was "playing possum". I had to wonder if a coyote or bobcat instead of Emma had found it, would it's playing dead act had saved it's life? I guess I should have gotten a rock or club and killed it for the egg eating predator that it was, but I've gotten "soft" in my old age and just can't kill something without giving it a sporting chance.
We worked our way through the nice cover. Both of us enjoying the nice day afield.
Finally Emma's bell went silent and I found her pointing in some thick alders.
Further on in the cover she had several bumped birds until she found another one that proved to be more cooperative.
The skunk cabbage was bursting out of the ground along the creek, the first plant to proclaim that spring was here.
The birds that I saw today seemed to be large, no doubt hens, and I know that very soon nests will be built, eggs laid, and I'll have to stay out of the coverts till fall.
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I can't say that I'm going to miss the cold temps, but I'll miss being out of the coverts.
From now until next fall, trout streams will keep me nicely distracted.
Thanks for posting Rick, give Emma an ear scratch for me.
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