Western Nebraska

It’s All Bull!

Free Nacho Nacho was bellowing before dawn this morning. He trumpeted between scarfed swallows of food. Snot slung from his nostrils while belching lustful calls to the gals in the nearby field. They ignored his impudence: such brazen, boastful manner, convinced only he could satisfy them. “We ain’t no holler back girls.” might have been […]

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A Spot for Dennis

The owner-editor of Nebraska Life Magazine called me the other night. It’s been years since we’ve chatted, and I can’t remember how long ago he moved his family from Nebraska. His publishing company produces slick travel magazines featuring local people, places, and things to do, accompanied by superb photography. So, the magazines are not tossed

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Young brown angus calf sucking on bottle of milk

Leila

Spring calf Leila nurses on fresh made formula. In a couple of years she will be feeding her own young.

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Great Blue Heron standing in the field

Great Blue Heron

Great Blue Herons have begun arriving in the panhandle. They gather in the lush wetlands of the larger creeks and marshy areas of Whitney Lake, where bluegills are plentiful. The male herons arrive first to rebuild or reclaim their nest.

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Shed Season has begun!

February is one of my favorite months. Shed season has begun. Several deer have been in the pasture with only one side of antlers attached. They fell off somewhere- in the pasture, the ravine, the forest? This is the month my hounds and I like to go out looking for the “sheds.” Bucks drop their

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wild turkey toms in the yard

Morning Visitors

Late for breakfast. It is almost 9 AM; the turkeys are late this morning. There are only two on the snow-covered hay stacks. The others are still roosting in the nearby cottonwoods. With dormant branches reaching high above the stacks, the birds watch the eastern sky for the warmth of the sun to touch their

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snow covered gravel road in Nebraska against the golden pasture grass

On the Cusp

Between the Seasons We are on the cusp between seasons, from Autumn to Winter. In Nebraska, we have entered the snow and cold, with an occasional rain season. Here, the wind blows constantly, sometimes gently and other times with gusts from the sudden heaves of breath that the sky exhales as it sighs. I wonder,

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