You won't see all of these creatures in single trip, of course. Any you
might not see any of them at all. But that is the point of watching for
wildlife. The watching, the waiting, the careful glance, the stocking with
your eyes. Absorbing the landscape, separating ears, antlers, the shape
of a wild head, from grass and rock and limb. And then the sudden discovery,
all your waiting and watching rewarded. And sometimes not. Sometimes nothing
but the empty, almost ominous, pregnant landscape starring back at you.
Full of wild things you know are there, but haven't chosen to reveal themselves.
Not this time. Wait until next time, there is always a next time.