When I went out to the barn today I was surprised to find a woolly bear caterpillar curled up on the ground in the snow. I wasn't sure if he was alive, but when I held him in my warm hand he began moving. Perhaps he fell off the barn when I opened the door or maybe he had just revived in the sunshine (It was about 30 degrees F today.) I set him down next to the barn in some dried leaves and he began crawling in very slow motion, presumably to a warmer slumbering spot.
Then, when Rog, Cadence and I went on an exploratory tromp through the woods we scared up a deer. I wasn't fast enough with my camera to capture him, but I got his tracks. There were deer tracks and trails and trampled places where they had bedded down all over the place.
A well-constructed little nest has survived the winter so far in the sumac patch.
A decrepit old chicken coop stands in the woods, surrounded by raspberry brambles--kind of cute, but probably not salvageable for housing chickens.