Four two-year-old bucks. They’re skittish. But I think they smell food, and they can see that the dogs are in the cabin. This was taken with a Go Pro. A traditional camera is too big for me. Often, I will need to run. Bears are not pets. I have out ran them (going down the mountain, not up), but the older I get. It gets harder. These are my real neighbors. I call one little pond Toad Hall. More tree frogs than toads. A badger lives inside an oak stump. I have seen skunks walk by. But I have not smelled any skunks. I know Blue Ridge folks who usually make a living selling wild herbs they find in the woods. Herb tea companies pay by the pound. But the weather just gets hotter and hotter. Entire species of plants are gone. Burned hot. I don’t know anyone who is documenting the affects of climate change on the wild animals of Appalachia. The State will do numbers with data, and that is fine. We need them to do that. But I am playing with the Go Pro (play is a good thing) to see what I can do to demonstrate that we are losing all of these species because in the final analysis, Homo sapiens are the biggest pigs to walk the earth.