Bears & Cubs, Bears & Cubs

I had three visitors outside of my work window this week, a mama bear and two cubs.  I hurried down the hallway exclaiming "Bears & Cubs! Bears & Cubs!"  I'm pretty sure my colleagues assumed I was having some sort of Chicago sports-related stroke.

Here is mama.

And here she is with one of the cubs.  The other cub was just inside the trees, tracking his or her family as they ambled along.  Of course, for all I know there were more cubs that I just couldn't see.  I don't think so, but you never know.

No, the bears were not running down a cliff.  No idea why the orientation came out that way.  Oops.

4 October 2013