Nature Done Wright

   My column in The Record today evoked this comment from a long-time colleague at The Record:

   "Living in Ringwood, my wife and I have often had the pleasure
of watching feathered and furry critters move about our wooded backyard (always
squirrels, chipmunks and various birds; often deer, turkey and nightime
raccoons; and occasionally bear, fox, groundhog, hawks).

  "Among other favorite
stories, and pertinent to your column, was the day after our first Thanksgiving
there, just a month after we moved there in 1995.

   "We woke up to look out the
windows overlooking the backyard to see what we considered a victory parade by
about 15 turkeys. it was our first gobbler sighting, and in the meantime we've
had noisy Toms strutting in full feather, lines of fuzzy youngsters following
their moms, and strangest of all, the one who got up on our backporch roof to
peek in the windows of our master bedroom …

   "Now THAT'S what I call a Peeping
Tom!"