Just happened to walk past the stairs and caught a glimpse of movement past the downstairs window. It was Mama Bear and her 3 brand new cubs! They can't be more than a couple of weeks old. The 3 cubs decided to climb the highest tree in our backyard and eventually took a nap for about a half hour. Tough shooting directly into a white sky. Mom was standing guard below them in the thick stuff. It's amazing how vocal they are, woofing, grunting, whining, squeaking, Mom clacking her jaws. A pretty wonderful little scene that was pure luck to witness.