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.
First day of April, snow on the ground and turkey in the yard, strutting for hens showing off their colors in the morning sunlight.
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
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,
It’s Wheat Harvest Season. This may be my favorite time of the year –or one of many. Checking the wheat for harvest. It has been a difficult wait for the grain to mature. This summer brought lots of rain, and the grain slowly matured. Finally, in mid-August, the time is ripe with excitement in the
The fires came over our ridge like an ocean wave with intense undertow, sucking back and drawing a breath from the smokey sky creating an enormous swell along the entire length of Little Wolf Ridge, As the fire crested more than 100 feet above Chimney Butte, “I could feel the heat of the fire burn on