The evening started with a beautiful moon. And then the mountain woke up. The camera ready to roll, we had our usual lengthy visit from a fox at the pond at 11:03. No deer this night. All was quiet until 1:33.
Then it happened. A puma, or mountain lion as they are known in these parts, arrived. No mistaking it. Only twice in the past forty-two years have I had the pleasure of seeing one in the distance on the mountain. But the camera captured one right outside our back door. Exciting!