Although we see many marten tracks when out on a walk in the woods, one could wonder why we see the marten itself so infrequently. Today, I was out photographing blue jays when I heard the calls of at least 10 magpies concentrated in one area. I went to investigate and lo and behold, there was the American Marten, withstanding the harassment of the cacophony of magpies.
The frozen lake was only inhabited by one bird: the American dipper. It was constantly stalking, diving and catching small fish in the small area of open water.
Dusk was moving in and the day was nearly at an end. I came across this coyote making its way towards the forest in search of prey.
While walking in the forest on this bitter morning I came across a group of white tailed deer. They were keeping an eye out for danger while eating any vegetation that could be found.