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Wednesday, January 4, 2017
Friday, December 23, 2016
I know gray foxes live at the Dipper Ranch because they show up on the wildlife cameras and leave me presents on the kitchen stoop. When I return home at night, I slow for the curve in the Dipper driveway where the view opens up to the deep canyon of Peters Creek, and if the moon is up, forested ridges shimmer all the way to Monterey Bay. Sometimes a smudge of motion catches my attention against the glare of the gravel driveway. It's the bushy tail of a gray fox on nightly patrol. Or even a pair of foxes, the smaller one loping behind the first, until they are just at the edge of the headlight illumination where they turn sharp faces to challenge the car to follow their floating tails under the barbwire fence and down a steep hillside.
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Monday, December 5, 2016
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
|A gray fox pup peeks out from under a barn door, an improvised den entrance.|
The fox family packed down a dirt runway under the barn door - just like the entrance to an earthen underground den. From reading Random Truth's accounts of San Joaquin kit foxes, I knew many family interactions would occur at the den entrance. We set up wildlife cameras in front of the barn and over the summer we accumulated thousands of photos and videos of the fox pups. First a head would peek out from underneath the big red door, then a small body and fuzzy tail. Soon another pup would wriggle out and playtime would begin. Lots of running, biting, clumsy tackles, and tail pulling.
Sunday, November 6, 2016
A Johnson jumping spider enjoys the late afternoon sun shining on its mushroom cap doorstep
as it crunches on a earwig.
Male jumping spiders dance and sing to get the attraction of a female jumping spider. If she likes the performance, they mate. If she doesn't like it, she might eat him.