Bat sighting

I’ve been wondering why I hadn’t seen any bats this year. I’ve been reading about the white-nose syndrome that has been killing thousands of bats to the west of here, and I found the absence of bats worrisome.

So, last night, when the sky was almost as dark as when I usually see them, I went out to look for the bats. Sure enough, I saw one, wheeling about over the rooftree, just as they always do right at dusk.

But only one. In the past, there have always been at least two. Last night, just one little bat by its lonesome.

I know, I sound horrible ingrateful, don’t I? “Here’s your bat!” “Hmmph. Only one?” *wry smile* But there are plenty of other wild things around, and no shortage of bat food. I haven’t seen any fireflies this summer yet, either. It’s…odd. Maybe I just need to get outside and look more.