The sign says it all. Please be careful to bears.
I’m crossing my fingers and hoping a bear doesn’t come too close to our house. Last summer there was a bear in the garden of my friend’s house, only a kilometer up the road. It kept visiting the same persimmon tree quite a few evenings in a row, and made a “sofa” for itself in the branches of the tree, by putting a few branches together like a nest. Fair dinkum! The summer before there was a bear even closer. 300 meters away. It ate half the grapes in the orchard and fell asleep under the vines, where the farmer found it in the early morning. I heard the farmer rushed back into his house and the bear woke up and ran away.
This little bird is still coming to my back door everyday for crumbs, and this is it at my window.
Bye for now! I’ll be back with my cherry blossom pictures soon.