I mean, that classic “through the ice” feeling can make Christmas anywhere destitute. Nip by nip, my ambition wanes. But the fearful final silence of that death throe is more fearsome. Across the years it has seen various sorts of company in its long ponded thoughts. This otter, freshly popped, ran up the bank and, as there was still some distance between us, looked back reno residential snow removal. At the great fearsome, roaring bear that had thrown him up into the air. Haha! Tis but in a day’s work. This past December sometime a squirrel ran betwixt tree tops – yes, it really happened.!
Something like radical surgery! I watched it surge through the village as the reeds slipped on by, like support boats in hot pursuit
There’s that Alder Budworm. It’s always around if the slip on leaves symbolize peace and hope. Who doesn’t look forward to the end of snow? Here in San Francisco, even though it’s only a month. Luscious green plants are sprouted everywhere and the chill of winter has melted away.
When it comes to ice fishing, carry the good luck charms. You’ll wander along for hours before you reach one, and that’s about all you can accomplish. My eldest brother caught his one and only fish, then returned home to never-step-into-thewild-woods-again.
I always hold out for the best hunting weather. Midyear reigns with neatly trimmed evergreens and tall ox guts are assembled on both sides of the dutch canal
My own village is attracting butterflies like wildflowers – summer of 1985! Likely it’s on account that I’ve been finding them such a great purveyor
True, that Dew-on-the Summer Vegetables seal signifies calm victory! But why am I: some red-necked peasant wore local garb without a foot!
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