Was it significant enough?

Three hen turkeys walked north. Frost-covered leaves crackled with each footfall. The last bird, the largest, sounded like a white-tailed deer half-sneaking across the flat at the base of the hill, twenty-five paces distant. Brilliant spears of sunlight darted over the far eastern tree line and pierced the cedars and oaks on that calm, late-November… Continue reading Was it significant enough?

In a Heartbeat…

Curled, brown oak leaves clung to twigs. The dead top’s branches pointed up the steep slope: the splintered base rested ten paces from the keg-sized trunk. Halfway up from the fork, a natural, man-sized indentation offered respite. A few acorns hung here and there, but most often empty caps. The air smelled dry and crackly,… Continue reading In a Heartbeat…

If Patience Prevailed…

Brittle oak leaves rendered a hesitant crunch. A red-breasted robin twittered from a nearby witch hazel. A trail-worn elk sole produced another soft rustle. Just over the rise, two blue jays swooped to the same tall red oak. The blue-crested sentinels remained silent. One hopped from twig to twig on the trunk’s sunny side. Both… Continue reading If Patience Prevailed…