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“Buffalo Hunters”

“Saturday Snapshot”

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Blamed for “Disrupting My Hunt”

“Swip-it! Swip-it!” a contented blue jay, perched on a young cherry sapling’s topmost branch, sang a song seldom heard. In the distance, in the muddy bottomlands beside the River Raisin, a tom turkey gobbled for the first time. My fingers … Continue reading

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Fleshing Out a Persona

A silent black crow passed overhead. Sandhill cranes followed, winging west, chortling as they flew. Frost clung to the prairie grasses and dusted my hunt-stained leggins. The Northwest gun’s muzzle swung to the right as I turned quick. Deep-pink clouds … Continue reading

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“…not quite yet…”

Two hen turkeys clucked, then squabbled. The ruckus came from the south; those birds sounded roosted, an hour after first light. A fox squirrel frolicked at the base of a red oak. Not far away, a blue jay watched from … Continue reading

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The Old Cedar’s Sanctuary

A gentle north wind bit bare skin. Downhill the same contrary wind blew waves of light snow from south to north over the thin gray ice that covered the watering hole. Buffalo hide moccasins trudged on; the evening’s anticipated ambush … Continue reading

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On Angel’s Wings…

A chickadee bobbed up and down on a flimsy sprig. The little songster turned its head side to side, trying to make sense of the motionless woodsman, not two trade gun lengths distant. Two or three more chickadees flitted by, … Continue reading

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“Black powder people are tough…”

A not-so-distant maple tree popped. The sound echoed in the frigid hardwoods. A red-bellied woodpecker grasped a dead oak, moved about the gray, barkless trunk, but never drummed. Disappointment rushed over me. I associate tapping woodpeckers in a barren forest … Continue reading

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A Helpful Image

Pre-dawn’s silence stoked anticipation’s fire. Fading stars spawned an age-old wanderlust. In the graying darkness, silver dew drops clung to every grass blade, every bough tip, every greening stem. The air smelled clean and fresh, laced with a hint of … Continue reading

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