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In the Wild Stillness

Whenever I see a Goldfinch, I remember watching them visit my grandparents’ birdfeeder while I ate pancakes. Barn Swallows, occupying the boat lift canopy over our fishing boat, express annoyance at my husband’s early morning outings. I first heard about Dickcissels, or Dickey-birds, while reading Little House on the Prairie. […]

In the Wild Stillness

We whistled wow, wow, wow like Tundra Swan at the below freezing temperatures during last week’s fishing opener. May bouquets remained dormant, and tree buds stayed tightly closed. We opened our camper anyway, basking in the warmth of fake fireplace flames. The weather seems as confused as the bat we […]