I just landed in Tokyo and am waiting for the next leg of my journey back to Vietnam with a smile that I can not hide. I waited all summer for a bear sighting at Tahilla Farm without the slightest hint. I set up the telescope in the hopes of seeing one tucked away in the woods. Before I went to bed each night, I stood on our porch, scanning the landscape with a supersonic flashlight, for large signs of life. Six weeks and plenty of deer...but no bears.
Wouldn't you know it...just as I was ready to take my luggage out to the car this morning, I caught it...running across our yard, where I had been earlier in the morning, capturing the sunrise. I grabbed my camera in a mad dash to the porch and tried my best. I could not think of a better way to end my trip. Shortly after, the deer appeared and Priscilla the porcupine sauntered by. I felt as if they were coming out to bid me goodbye...and wish me a safe journey.
Now all I need to do is spot a moose.... next time!