The first of several posts on Winter Storm Valerie.
Stillwater Diary, April 19. 2017 It’s mating season! The birds are singing their hearts out, serenading their lady-loves, the mountain lion is squalling like a cat in heat (because she is a cat in heat!), and the jackrabbits are duking it out on the Great Plains. This seems like a very peculiar ritual, but jackrabbits […]
Magic surrounds us, ephemeral and fleeting, alive for mere moments and too often thrown away.
Hunting Wabbits is serious business. Just ask Elmer Fudd. Or, ask Chloe. She’s an expert!
And you thought human mothers were devoted!
What Western bird nests on the ground, lays a small clutch of pale blue eggs with rust-colored spots, and looks like a calm Quaker maiden in an unadorned gray dress?