The woods have started to become still and silent, all that can be heard is the scurrying of the wild animals in the crisp, fallen leaves. The squirrels work frantically to find enough nuts and seeds to make it through the winter. The deer are much more indifferent, choosing simply to bed down in the forest and pass the day in rest. In the evening they might rise and find some vegetation to browse, or they might wait for the first light of morning to begin that search, but they always return to bed on the forest floor. Yes, winter is coming and the fresh coat of snow Michigan received two days ago proclaims that to all of the natural world here. Winter is coming and I cannot wait for it!