Wet, Wild and Crazy
Another challenge to adjust to was the loons. I know many people love the call of the loons, but they just....Never. Shut. Up. It's very quiet in the country. No trolley rattling, or cars speeding past, just loons making their weird call that sounds like adolescent kids trying to annoy me.... And it was working, they were driving me insane. It made me sympathize with why so many local Mainers ("Main-ahs") were so well armed. (One neighbor told me "Having guns in the house is like coffee in the kitchen around here!").
Early one morning Mike and I saw a red fox. He was running so fast he was like an auburn blur, and at the time I wished he had run a bit slower. I'd never seen a red fox in the wild before. Then a local friend on Facebook pointed out that the red fox in Maine are often infected with rabies. It's epidemic apparently, so I guess I'm glad he didn't stop for a nibble.
Most of the other wildlife we experienced had many more legs. MANY more legs. There were caterpillars of every variety pretty much everywhere. This one Naomi and Phoebe tried to keep as a pet, but it didn't really work out. Caterpillars aren't really quality pets.
All the little critters affected my work though.
This is my spider mandala. Spiders, of course had a huge population in the woods, by the lake, and in the house. However, I didn't mind them outside. Anything eating all those mosquitoes couldn't be all bad.