
Plump with cat/rat food, a Raccoon runs across my path.

And…

Really?

Yes, really does manage to fit between these slats.

Starting out from Brooklyn, an amateur naturalist explores our world.
As John Burroughs said, “The place to observe nature is where you are.”

I’ll think of this picture whenever I’m trying to find something under the bed. Maybe I can find one who’d like to clean out the crawlspace?
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