I love keeping an eye on the wild creatures in the neighborhood, and I don’t mind admitting I have a favorite. I noticed this little dude in a tree’s knothole last summer and now I look for him each time I pass by. I haven’t seen him for a few days. We got a lot of snow and, for a few days, the knothole was overflowing with the stuff. Looks like it melted and Owlbertson (as Ethan named him) was able to get back in there. Good thing, because we are supposed to have another storm tonight. He needs to get his rest!
And…. extreme close-up!