Omigosh, it was a happy happy Memorial Day for me. We've lived up here in the deep dark woods since 1972 and I've really really wanted to have a close encounter with a bear because when you live in a deep dark woods for over 40 years, you should be able to brag about your ursine encounters. You should be able to top the story of the three bears and Goldilocks. You should be able to at least say that a bear ate your homework. But no! It hadn't happened. Oh sure, we had shoveled dead skunks into garbage bags, chased raccoons from our wading pool filled with crayfish, swum with the loons, and harvested deer. But no bear for me! Until last Monday. Bing had gone to golf with his league and Bernie and Jamie had left to return to DePere. I decided to go to town and get some groceries. I went to the bedroom to change into my "goin to town" clothes, looked out the big bedroom window and there was a fine black bear right outside the window, ready to climb the mighty white pine at the top of the hill. I could hear dogs down the hill barking and the bear started clambering up the tree. It looked like a yearling bear and I grabbed the camera and snapped away as he or she got higher and higher. I could hear whimpering from the bear and opened the window wide to hear it better. Then I quickly closed it in case a Mama bear was nearby. The bear seemed to be watching me and kept climbing and climbing till it was way up in the branches. The bear seemed to be planted up there till maybe it was dark so I left for town. Coming back, I was curious to see if
my furball friend was still in the tree but as soon as I drove into the driveway I saw the bear teetering along the deck railing like a gymnast hoping for a ten. Oh boy, I snapped into digital action and had the time of my life watching that creature, whom I have named Ebony, show incredible patience, forebearance, ingenuity and perseverence, trying mightily to reach the bird feeder half flled with bird seed. She never did get to the bird seed but I watched her lunge off the railing , grab onto the pole and helplessly slide down the pole, then she'd climb back up on the deck and try again and again and again. After at least forty minutes of trying, she finally gave up but as she lumbered away, I thanked her for the excellent entertainment.