Category Archives: Turkey Hunts

“A Wild Turkey Stalk”

“Snapshot Saturday”  

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“they purchased me a new gun…”

14th November, 1763: Fog shrouded a crimson cardinal’s “whit, whit, tsu, tsu, tsu, tsu.” Now and again a brown oak leaf drifted through the mist. The oaks still held a fair number of their leaves. Crows initiated their first melee … Continue reading

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Oh, if it was only that easy!

Sun rays illuminated a rising mosquito. Grayish tan wings, longer than its body, blurred. Blood sucking mixed with a striking, natural beauty, this tiny creature of misery flitted up-and-down, back-and-forth with enchanting grace. Another drifted about, coming and going along … Continue reading

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One Cluck on a Warm Breeze…

Bushy gray tails swished. The two squirrels frolicked ten paces off the wagon trail. Elk moccasins paused. The squirrels both sat upright. The one on the left twitched its tail again and again; neither chattered or scolded. The one on … Continue reading

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“Perhaps is the promise of tomorrow…”

Saturday, 29 October 1763: Five blue jays hollered on the ridge. A silent, chipping sparrow bobbed up and down on a dainty sprig. The ruckus intensified. Blue-feathered blurs darted about like bees hovering around fresh-bloomed posies. The calm, late-afternoon air … Continue reading

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“A Wary Gobbler”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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Saving Hours of Rummaging

Leaves rustled. A wild turkey offered a weak gobble, muffled in the River Raisin’s bottoms. A gray squirrel materialized, bounded once and commenced digging. Leaves and pieces of leaves flew along with tiny scrapings of earth. The squirrel’s nose burrowed … Continue reading

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“Unexpected Ambush”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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