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“An Evening Meal”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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Paying Humble Reverence

Winter moccasins stalked a favored lair. The scrub apple tree appeared taller, the two red cedar trees fuller with more dead branches on the trunks’ lower third. The first autumn olive to the south arched eastward, its upper branches touched … Continue reading

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“Taking Careful Aim”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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The Intent of This Glorious Journey

A button buck stood and stared. Thick black hair bristled down the top of his neck, not long, but noticeable. The black mane, a genetic trait that first appeared forty or so years ago, shows up from time to time … Continue reading

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“The Final Approach”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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No Chance for a Shot…

Alert ears appeared, then twitched. Beyond the red oak, in the midst of the tangled autumn olive bushes, a doe walked on the closest trail. A skinny, gangly-legged fawn followed with its head down, sniffing, exploring. The pair stopped short … Continue reading

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A Positive Answer…

Buffalo-hide moccasins crested the ridge. Despite a sense of urgency, the still-hunt progressed with the caution reserved for the stalk of a mighty stag. A lengthy pause allowed a contented grey squirrel ample time to scruff about in the brittle … Continue reading

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The Curse of Tanner’s Passage

A whittled twig pegged the Northwest gun’s touchhole. The worm spiraled on the hickory wiping stick. The wire coil bounced when it hit the oak-leaf wad. A hollow scraping sound followed the natural wad to the muzzle. With a rattling … Continue reading

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