outdoors
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My dog is going to report me to the ASPCA. The heat of the day wears off into a warm, easy hush. I have an alarm set for it, 7:30 PM, an hour before sunset so I can walk my shag carpet of a dog without worries of him baking beneath his lush fur coat.…
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At my sister’s wedding in September, I had a conversation with her grandmother-in-law about squirrels. She’s from Texas. She was baffled at the boldness and number of squirrels in my parents’ backyard, chirping from the fences, playing with the bluejays and sparrows at the neighbors’ birdfeeders. Later in the season, they devoured the pumpkins my…
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My heart lives in the shadow of the Rockies, where I was born, where I spent my childhood catching crayfish in freezing streams and scrambling over boulders that overlooked the great flat plains to the east. There is no place I am more at home than beneath the canopies of lodgepole and ponderosa forests, picking…
