Category Archives: Stories

Waiting on the Next Trade Blanket

“Scu-reeeeee…Scu-reeeeee,” a red-tailed hawk cried as it banked its wings and drifted south over the River Raisin’s bottomland. A blue-wool-clad leg stepped over a rotted oak trunk. Two fox squirrels chased their way off the ridge crest, spewing dry leaves … Continue reading

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“Bobwhite at the Section Oak”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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A Pleasant Interlude

Sunlight sparkled on fresh frost. A puff of frozen breath foretold of the older doe’s arrival. Ears twitched, then dropped from sight. Her head popped up, but her gaze was off to the north. She flipped her ears back before … Continue reading

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“A Cottontail Morning’

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“Kindling a Morning Fire”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“He made it through…”

An old doe snorted. The unexpected warning came from the far side of the big swamp, a ways uphill from the maple at the bend in the trail that hugged the swamp’s edge. The unmistakable sound rolled up and down … Continue reading

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“North-Forty’s First Longbeard”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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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 … Continue reading

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