Deer searching for food

The deer are scrounging the grounds searching for scraps from bird feeders.

BUSTED!

This 6 point buck was enjoying lunch at the bird feeders yesterday. He hung around for a while....although there is still a couple more weeks before muzzle loader hunting season is over...We shall see if he continues to come back to the bird feeders.
Last week we were able to snap a photo of an 8 point buck (bottom photo)also hanging around the feeders, been keeping an eye out for him too.

seeing double

It has been common to see a Pileated Woodpecker enjoying the suet feeder, but lately we have noticed two Pileated Woodpeckers after the tasty treats.

baby loons!

I finaly captured a few photos of the new loons to the lake, they hatched the second week of June...Growing up quickly!

Visit from Larry of LHR Images...part 2

Larry of LHR Images added more to his blog about his stay at Sleeping Fawn Resort, take a few moments to check it out. Click on title to view his Blog.

oh dear, its "Gimpy!"

"Gimpy" nickname to the injured doe that has been roaming around for years has made it through another round of rifle hunting, whew. The 6 winters we have been here Gimpy has also been here. According to the neighbors, Gimpy has been around a few years before we arrived and has had that injury to the front leg all the time they saw her. Gimpy has lived a long life so far dispite the injury.
I captured her feeding on fallen sunflower seeds out of the bird feeder just 8 ft from the door.
I must sat she looks real healthy.
I also started placing corn out by the winter cabin for guests to enjoy when staying at the cabin....John, Vicki and family from TX will be up to celebrate a white Christmas here and will be able to feed the deer.

Last visit of the Swans

The Swans returned for one last feeding frenzy before taking off. I am unsure where they go, assuming south with the geese.

very hungry loon

My Aunt Patty captured photos of this loon on Lake George back in Aug 2008. If you can see from the photos the loon has caught a good size bass....unsure if was able to feed on all at one sitting....I guess I wouldn't mess with a loon...haha

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Trumpeter Swans land on Stocking Lake

Our truely great regular guests, Tom and Nona had this to say, and to share photos with all of you, enjoy.

Always an adventure at Sleeping Fawn Resort...
The group photo of trumpeter swans on the water was taken along the west side of Stocking Lake (North). As you can see in the photo, they were not stressed by our canoe as we slowed and then turned out to the center of the lake to avoid the family. We continued on our canoe ride around Stocking, our favorite activity on this remarkable lake. Some time after we made the far end, down by Hoosier Beach, and turned for home, we again saw the swan family off in the distance ahead of us. They had crossed to the other side, our home leg, and were swimming near the old beaver lodge below what we call Deer Hill. While they were still a quarter mile or so in front of us, we suddenly heard a horrific racket as the six big swans flapped their wings to take off, and loudly encouraged each other to lift, lift. They were flapping straight for our canoe, sort of walking, running along the surface of the water and slapping the water with their wings while trumpeting like mad! We were quite a distance exactly upwind from them, but Nona had the sense that she better prepare to duck as they seemed to take forever to climb off the water. I grabbed my little one-use camera and hoped for a shot, but the swans were hidden behind Nona who was in the canoe bow. I turned the canoe, ever so slightly, so they could see us... and I could see them. Still, closer and closer, flailing and honking... and they were still just above the surface of the water. Coming right toward us! "Pull up, pull up!" I mouthed to the lead, adult swan. They were clearly not gaining altitude. "What should we do?" Nona whispered back at me. They would be upon us in no time! What could we do? We certainly did not want to scare them off. Seemingly about in our laps... but in a flash as if on cue, the family of four immatures and two adults caught good air and up, up they went. Click! Off toward Lower Bottle Lake. Silence. In our now so small and insignificant canoe, we sat stunned in awe. "What happened here?" We quietly chuckled together with joy for our good fortune to have shared moments with this family of trumpeter swans -- each of us migrating, and hoping for a good life. Always an adventure at Sleeping Fawn Resort.

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