Firelight Bird Dogs

Firelight Bird Dogs

Friday, June 19, 2020

Dragonfly Wings

Living in the grouse woods means bugs. Some are good, they are what grouse chicks need to eat. The trout fishermen excitedly talk about which hatch is active on the river. But the mosquitoes are pretty bad here right now and they show up in a scourge when I go out in the evening to water my flowers. But then, so do my heroes, the dragonflies. What is amazing is that the dragonflies will take mosquitoes right off of my arm and I feel their wings ever so lightly brush my skin as they do. The dragonflies also fly close to my hair and I can hear the soft whirr of their double wings as they do acrobatics and feast on the nuisance skeeters as they circle my head. Being touched by dragonfly wings. Pretty darn cool.

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Friday, January 17, 2020

Firelight Winter

Our hunting season ended several days ago when I pulled out of Kansas for the long drive back to the little north house in Michigan.  The first leg of the drive took me through the county where I used to live and hunt and it was hard to drive past those golden, grassy covers without pulling in to run a couple of dogs. But it was time.  Perhaps next year we can make Kansas a longer stay but it was time to head north. To head home.

The fresh cold air and snow are welcoming to me. The utter silence of snow falling is a thing of beauty. I love that my little backwoods road is not plowed or sanded, a road grader comes by every few days to blade the snow but it remains white and pristine and soft for walking. Temps are nose diving tonight as colder air moves in.  Life for the next few weeks will revolve around tending the woodstove that is my heat and the pack of dogs that are my company. Reading. Writing. Cooking. Naps. Walks. A Firelight winter.