I packed-up all the garbage this morning and brought it to the dump. My little Honda Fit was filled to the gills with Bear’s cast-offs. This evening I met up with my most wonderful brother-in-law, Marty, and he loaned me two motion cameras. (One is a little beat-up from a bear nibbling on it in the woods.) I set them up in my barn with a good view of the trash can. Since I hauled off the yummy garbage, I’ll have to leave out a treat for the bear to see if s/he will return. Feels like leaving cookies for Santa. Hopefully we’ll get some good shots. I’ll keep you posted. I’m enjoying the idea of this mysterious night time visitor. I haven’t had a chance to speak with any of my shaman friends, but I will later this week. If I get any good photos of Bear I’ll be sure to post them. This reminds me of a story series I used to read to my daughters: If you give a bear a cookie…
oh, I’m dying to see a picture of your bear!
Awesome!! Excitedly waiting….