Winter’s last gasp
This past weekend, my pal Jorge and I took a winter’s walk along the Bitterroot River at the Lee Metcalf National Wildlife Refuge. The light snow continued to fall and accumulate. The powder was already knee deep and the air had frigid edges to it, but there were cracks in winter’s facade. Red-winged Blackbirds sang […]
Northern dilemma..seems that winter as arrived
Heavy, snow-ladened clouds pressed down on the invisible Bitterroot Range. The light was dampened to levels similar to twilight. As I entered the Lee Metcalf National Refuge near Stevensville, the first bird I spotted was my first Rough-legged Hawk perched atop an utility pole (the usual spot). It was a typical plumaged individual with a […]