Our bears are very tidy, economical eaters (Assuming they like the food). There is not a molecule of juicy orange flesh left, scooped out as neatly as with a spoon. If it were watermelon there would not be a molecule of pinkness left (they won't touch the rind). If it is grapes, each one is delicately picked off the stem, one by one. Jean says they can use their paws so delicately they could turn the pages of a book, though we haven't figured out a way to test that yet. There are endless surprises in the animal world. No-one can believe it when they see the bears eat. An interesting question is "Why?" What assumptions are we making? Orange peels left by Teton Totem: -- by Susan...

Two young foxes, Lightfoot and Sprite, were playing ecstatically in the “Small (In-Size-Only) Animal Garden. Suddenly above the berm appeared the head of a young female moose. She was on her way to the shelter of the wildlife corridor but apparently couldn’t resist the urge to see what was going on. We didn’t get a picture of it- it was too quick, but here is a rendering of a loose moose...

-- by Susan Eirich, PhD --

I walk with my head down against the brightness of the setting sun, seeing its reflected gleam on last year’s grasses lying flat after winter snows. Blinded by the sun my senses tune differently and I slowly become aware of the sound of rushing water – the spring snowmelt from the mountains has started! Life-giving clean cold mountain water, released from the winter snows just when things start growing. What an elegant system! While walking I hear the cry of wild geese and look in the direction of the call. There was a bonded pair, the tall stylish male and the smaller female walking side by side, close together in the vastness of the field. They were so clearly a couple. They were...

It was warm and lovely for several days. One tiny flower dared poke its head above the protecting soil. A couple of days later a few more dared. But you just can't trust the weather....... Looking up at the sky I saw dark clouds in the west, moving in fast. Sudden fierce winds began whipping the trees. The wind - the wind - it always foreshadows change. There was a sudden burst of hail. I pulled my jacket over my heard and rushed for shelter. Then the snow began, the air filling with huge flakes. It came down fast, a couple of inches in an hour. Mesmerizing in its beauty. I share it with you here.   -- by Susan Eirich, PhD...