Just below one of the north-facing windows in my bedroom is a steep, kind of no-man's land. John weed eats it occasionally, but he left this fine patch of wild black raspberries.
I saw blue jays visiting it this morning and hurried to get my camera.
But jays are wary critters and though I lurked quietly, no luck--except for this charming chipmunk.
The raspberries are beyond our reach, being on a slippery slope. All the more for the critters!
And time spent lurking with my camera is, for me, akin to meditation. 
