Yesterday afternoon, I drove through a pasture to our cabin to do some general clean-up outside and pick up a load of old wood.
Overgrown bushes beckoned. I was pruning a forsythia when something caught my eye. I turned and looked at the path to the cabin and saw what I first thought was a black heifer ambling up the path.
"What the h...?" I said aloud when I realized this was not a heifer.
The big black bear looked startled to see me and turned to run into the woods.