We've had a visitor

I went out last night to close the door to the hen house, and on the small layer of fresh snow, I found a little bit of a calling card:

I went inside to gather those children who were home, and they gathered a flashlight and a tracking field guide. The Possums are back. Or more likely, they never left.

If you know our history with possums, some is less cute than others. Luckily our chicken coop and run has never been breached because one thing is for sure: It's one wild life around here.