Leila
Spring calf Leila nurses on fresh made formula. In a couple of years she will be feeding her own young.
Spring
Moon of the Pinks
Aprill 23 is this month’s full moon, named the Pink Moon or Moon of the pink. The color reflects the first booms of Spring — pink phlox.
April Fools?
First day of April, snow on the ground and turkey in the yard, strutting for hens showing off their colors in the morning sunlight.
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.
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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We’re innocent!
It wasn’t me! It was his fault! All three of them just sitting there looking the other way. None of them copping on the truth. Thirty minutes earlier, we were out hiking when I stopped to snap a photo. That’s when I heard Bandit barking for his siblings, “Let’s chase the cat!” I know that
Dentist, Cicada and Me
I looked like a mess. My shirt was thoroughly wrinkled, and my hair stuck out in every direction, but I went out the door looking like this anyway. My 4×4 TrailBlazer, well, that, too, needed to be washed. Several inches of mud coated the inside of its wheel wells, the side panels, and the inner
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Life on The Edge
I live on The Edge. My home is on the edge —where the prairie meets the forest. Here, the Sandhills border farmlands. Wildlife and domestic cross along the same game trails. I climb to the top of the sandstone buttes behind my home. There, I can see far to the north, more than 50 miles,
The Cowboy and the Farmgirl
Since spring is happening on the prairie, it is also in young men and women’s hearts and thoughts. It is hard to find a partner when there are more cows than people. Most of the time is spent riding fence lines or planting for the future of the land, be it corn or pasture hay.
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Mariah
Nearly every day, I listen to Mariah. Her voice — constant, from a light breeze to a fierce energy-pummeling force. She carries dust, dirt, snow, and rain; occasionally, she lightly drifts in with the softest of whispers, gently stroking the prairie grasses along her path. But today, she descends upon the landscape. Spring is here,