In Britain it used to be fashionable to go "down" to London for "the season", which was a very important time to get your little ladies out into the public view so that they could find mates, in order to secure the estate and bring up the next gaggle of aristocrats.
In the good old US, particularly in my neighborhood, the season is different, but the gents are coming into town for a couple of reasons. For the ladies, and because it is a whole lot safer here than in the back woods. This guy has been hanging around our yards for the past few days. Yesterday he was checking out the backyards and enjoying the relative peace of a gun free environment.
Today he was parked across the street, courting, for a good two hours. The object of his affection was hidden in the bushes and playing very hard to get. He was oblivious to traffic, school buses and Cora barking at the front window.
He's an impressive fella!
