Fog. After driving twelve hundred miles from the Wet Mountain Valley of Colorado to the White River Marsh Wildlife Area in Wisconsin, we looked out at the grey cotton wool of the fog and felt distinctly uneasy. We’d come to…
Fog. After driving twelve hundred miles from the Wet Mountain Valley of Colorado to the White River Marsh Wildlife Area in Wisconsin, we looked out at the grey cotton wool of the fog and felt distinctly uneasy. We’d come to…
Bucket lists tend to focus one’s thoughts. After reaching a certain age, it’s time to take stock and be sure that anything important that you want to do is not ignored or forgotten. Seeing the crane migration probably isn’t…