Tag Archives: Native captive

Our Own Historical Version of Eden

Pesky deer flies failed to dampen that morn, in the Year of our Lord, 1796. Sunlight spears penetrated through the lush canopy, scattering splotches of light hinter and yon upon the forest floor. The aroma of spring greenery and dry, … Continue reading

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“Time for Fishing”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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“It is a Good Morning…”

Campfire smoke mingled with a thick, soupy fog. A yellowy-orange light lurked behind a silhouetted eastern tree line. Calm, humid air carried the scent of smoldering oak, damp canvas and a faint whiff of backcountry bacon. Dew droplets splashed as … Continue reading

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“Not so much by Luck”

“Snapshot Saturday”

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Returned to its Rest…

Light snow fell. White, ball-like granules the size of goose shot pattered on damp leaves. Dark clouds, the color of quenched iron, brought a chill that caused a humble fort hunter’s nose to drip. Winter moccasins, lined with two layers … Continue reading

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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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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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