The Winter Woods

The Winter Woods

Sitting in the cold winter woods with ear and eye continually scanning the surroundings, the sights and sounds of nature is my idea of perfect entertainment. For one who spends time outdoors through all the seasons in pursuit of fish and game and the simple elation of...
Across the Creek

Across the Creek

At barely eight years old, he was scarcely ready to confront a wily old trout poacher. Or was he? Friday afternoon, 14th day of April 1959, with trout season due to open the next morning. I’d turned in my homework, got Monday’s assignments from Mrs. Whitten, and...