My weekly smile came yesterday as I walked through one of my favorite local places not far from my home. There were Barn Swallows swooping and darting around me, landing to pick up sticks and mud to build nests. 61 more words
I’m a hunter. I spend a lot of time thinking about hunting. I think I’m from the old school of wildlifers who went to the wildlife management profession because I was and still am a hunter. 801 more words
The barn where I work is full of barn swallow chicks. They are funny! They like to stay in little sibling groups, and series of five to six little heads will be lined up together like beads, all over the loft.
During my childhood and youth, I never went to summer camp. I could imagine what it was like though, from reading books. My week at Nature Bridge finally gave me — in my sixth decade — a personal, first-hand taste of summer camp! 407 more words