Lately, I’ve checked out groundhog holes, both on Fort Howe and at the Reversing Falls, each time we’ve gone by, hoping to finally see one. Those are two places, where you can be almost certain they’ll show up, and yesterday I was rewarded. She was out, sunning herself outside her hole, but when I gently threw a peanut in her direction, of course she picked it up.
When we lived in Quebec, and had a backyard, we had a whole, little family living in the far corner. Oh, how I wished I’d had the camera I have today … or rather, been into photography in the first place. She had three, little ones, that first spring I lived there. There was, sort of, a little hill, up to the entrance of the hole, so we put a gangplank there, and I used to line up peanuts on it. It looked too funny when the three, little ones, were standing on that plank, each with a peanut in its hands. I fell in love with groundhogs and raccoons back then. A Flickr-search revealed I now have 482 groundhog photos in my files (!) 🙂 and there are more to come.