They disappear into sewer drains. They travel miles through
subterranean systems. They scavenge from garbage cans and scarf dog food that
you leave outside. They nest in chimneys, crawlspaces, and under your porch. They’re
raccoons (Procyon lotor). I’ve seen a
couple of them recently, running across the street, headed toward the sewers.
The weather lately has been making me think about spring, and they are
anticipating it as well. They mate January through March, and have a gestation
period of about 63 days, meaning their kits are born in spring, which begins on
March 20 this year and ends on June 20. But, the longer daylight is making me anticipate
signs of spring other than raccoon locomotion, including the emerging leaf buds
on the trees, the birds transforming into breeding plumage, and the eagle monitoring
I’ll begin this week. The raccoons and my thoughts about spring may collide,
though, if I fail to clean up the birdseed underneath my feeder.
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