Mid-afternoon on one of the first warm, sunny days this spring, S. and I were surprised to see a strange shape in a tree in the yard. Although the shape resembled Edgar Poe in color and belly size, we knew it wasn't him.
It was our resident raccoon sleeping soundly in the warm sunshine and tucked firmly into a crook in the tree. In this photo, one of his/her back legs is hanging off.
Through binoculars, you could really see his/her striped tail and dark mask.
We laughed and laughed as the raccoon slept ignoring birds chirping and flying near it.
He/she slept there all day and we kept checking to see if he/she left. Day turned to dusk and we could no longer make out the shape of the raccoon in the shadows. It was so great to experience this little bit of nature in our small town yard.