Yesterday, as I was walking through the local wildlife refuge, I saw a critter running through the woods near the trail. It was dark brown, between 2 and 3 feet long including its very bushy tail, low to the ground, running swiftly and smoothly like a cat, but with a little bit of an up-and-down wobble. I walked over to the visitor’s center, where a talk with the rangers and a look through their exhibit case confirmed my suspicion: I had seen a fisher! I was pretty excited, since I’d never seen one before. And I think the local ranger was a bit envious; as he put it, “I work here, and still the only place I’ve seen a fisher was my buddy’s backyard.”
Random internet picture of a fisher:
The other amusing local fauna yesterday were of the teenage-male variety. M and five of his friends started their day at the wildlife refuge, filming an action-adventure film they’re working on. Several hours later I got a phone call from M, wondering if I could pick up him and another friend from the elementary school (which is many miles from the refuge) and drive them to the home of a third friend. These kids had already gotten proficient at roaming their local area on bicycles, and now their territory has expanded since they have mastered the art of using cell phones to call mothers for rides.
As for the local flora, today E spent more time out in the yard going after her nemesis, invasive bittersweet. She’s cut down most of what has grown up into our trees, and is now trying to dig it out by the roots to prevent regrowth. Check out this root she found! It was so thick she couldn’t even wrap her hand all the way around it. We’re starting to suspect that it’s called Oriental bittersweet because the roots do go all the way to China.
And finally, because we’re lesbians, no story about fauna is complete without a cute cat picture. Here he is, sound asleep on E’s chest.