
Our neighbour called to tell us a deer had wandered into our backyard. Camera in hand, I slipped outside. The doe, stock still, watched me from behind a screen of foliage, as if she had decided that the best way to disappear was to become a bush.

Our neighbour called to tell us a deer had wandered into our backyard. Camera in hand, I slipped outside. The doe, stock still, watched me from behind a screen of foliage, as if she had decided that the best way to disappear was to become a bush.


I was on duty at the Visitor Center yesterday, and did most of my shift in the children’s nature room. I had a little downtime for sketching while kids were occupied with paper crafts.


I’m an early-to-bed kinda girl, so I’m usually fast asleep by the time the creatures of the night come out to explore and hunt. I’d really love to see a ringtail, but the last live observation recorded in iNaturalist in my area was in 2014. (There was a roadkill recorded in 2022.) So I’m thinking my chances are slim, even if I become nocturnal myself.
It was a quiet day at the MCSP Visitor Center on Sunday, so I sketched these taxidermied specimens in between chatting with visitors.