We had decided to go for a leisurely drive this past Sunday evening. We both had worked out butts off around the house (him mainly on our (his) greenhouse and me around the yard) and we both just wanted to relax. We love to pile into the pick-up and cruse down a dirt road we have never been before, so that's exactly what we did.
Half way through our journey we stopped and gathered some rocks that were perfect for a border around one of the flower beds I have; some of these rocks we picked up were BIG. While we were rock picking we came across wild onions (yummm!) and a wildflower I had never seen before (later I referenced it to be a yellow trout lily). We picked up the rocks, tasted the wild onion, and journeyed along our way.
Halfway through our journey, down a back country, no-name dirt road I streamed, "BEAR! Stop! Turn Around! BEAR!" Ya, I was excited to see the bear and insisted Paul stop. He loves bears, too, but not enough to slam on the brakes and send the small boulders in the bed of the truck rolling through the back window. I felt so bad for my hubby--me and my nature photography craziness he must endure. He casually stopped the truck and allowed me to snap the two photos below.
This is a sub-adult black bear--no more than 2-years old--feasting on some delicious woodland grasses. Bears fascinate me and are probably my favorite mammal in the woods. Such a teddy bear this little one was.
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