Our Dear Deer
It really is starting to feel a lot like fall, not just here in the Ozarks, but my friends across the country have been commenting on the cool mornings and warm afternoons that signal a change in seasons.
It seems that it is during the change of the seasons that I stop and do a little self-reflection, as well as take time to notice the changes around Our Little House.
There are the more noticeable changes. Since spring turned to summer, we lost Emma, a beloved family member, but also gained Chloe at Campbell Town.
The days are also growing shorter, we have to take our walks now by 7 p.m. rather than 8. The county fairs are over and the weekends in the Ozarks are busy with fall festivals.
Strange Nature at Our Little House
I read this summer about the momma Grizzly bear close to Yellowstone that attacked some campers while they slept. One person was killed and the bear was later hunted and killed. Her two cubs were taken to a zoo. It was determined the bears were starving and evidently, became desperate.
This article, by the Associated Press, warns hikers, berry pickers and campers to expect more of the same as bears come down from the mountains in search of food.
The reason, according to this article, is a beetle that is surviving warmer winters and killing the trees that produce white bark pine cones and their nuts, a staple in a Grizzly bear’s diet.
We have black bears here, but at Our Little House and in the Ozarks Region, we’ve also started noticing strange behavior in nature this year.
