Mom was right. Always eat the flowers first! #Fawn #WhiteTailedDeer #NaturePhotography #Wisconsin #EightyAcresPhotography #Midwest...

The fawn is six weeks old and mom is now showing her around Eighty Acres. Soon the fawn will know the exact location of every hosta,...

A click of the camera. A wary look. A cock of the head. No worry. All is well on Eighty Acres. Now back to my nyjer seeds....

American Gold Finches are frequent visitors to my bird feeders where they enjoy black sunflower seeds. Finches molt twice a year. In the...

Each April bucks begin growing their new antlers. As the antlers develop they are covered in soft hairy skin known as velvet. The velvet...

This week a bald eagle visited Eighty Acres. Native Americans believe eagles represent wisdom, strength, spirituality and good fortune....

Do you remember the 1946 Disney song Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah? The song reminds us to celebrate each day because there is "plenty of sunshine...

The hungry skunk appeared under my bird feeder munching on sunflower seeds and bits of suet. A photo opportunity? I cautiously...

Mid April and over a foot of new snow blanketed Eighty Acres. I believe the doe and I would agree. Enough! My 97 year old Swedish...

Seldom seen during the day, a scraggly coyote moves quietly through the snow on Eighty Acres. Coyotes are easily identified by their...

This week a foot of new snow fell on Eighty Acres and the landscape once again reminded me of the Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder song...

A full moon over Eighty Acres whispers goodbye to the night and quietly slips away. #NaturePhotography #Wisconsin #EightyAcresPhotography...

Framed by the setting sun, a lone silhouetted adult doe slowly moves to its feeding area. Tonight it will browse on plant tips, grasses,...

The icicle's fate is sealed. Tomorrow as the sun climbs in the sky all her delicate beauty and colors will melt away. But tonight she...

The Earth Mother sleeps beneath her white quilt on Eighty Acres. But even while sleeping she continues to share her beauty by casting a...

A week ago, a foot of heavy snow fell on Eighty Acres. The woods became dark, foreboding, and cautioned me to only enter if I dared....

Numerous snowfalls, winds, and rains, yet the dried maple leaf hung tightly to it's perch. Finally unable to hold it's grip, the leaf...

Skeleton-like trees silhouette the evening sky and say farewell to the end of another winter day on Eighty Acres. Thank you sun....

At 8:00 a.m. the first snow flakes appeared, swirled and quietly settled on Eighty Acres. For nearly 24 hours it snowed and when the...

There are over two miles of twisting treelined snowshoe trails on Eighty Acres. Tracks tell me I share the trails with deer, fox,...