Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Coyotes, foxes and snowshoe hares.

The creek had some thin bare ice and some small drifts of snow blown across it. The muddy ground in the creek bottom had a thick frozen crust so that is was slippery and hard, but it gave way slightly when he walked on it.

This is was the place. It needed some kind of winter fence to keep the livestock from ranging too far and yet allow a passage for the snowmelt and the trash it carried when the weather warmed.

He dropped the axe so he could untie the heavy bag and as he looked down saw that there were tracks from several wild animals. The spore connected the willow bluffs oneither side of the creek.

1 comment:

Bernard said...

I always embarrass you, don't I?