Hunting the Giant Bullfrog
I am wading through chin-deep grass toward the pond. At the far reaches of my lamp, two pair of low,…
I am wading through chin-deep grass toward the pond. At the far reaches of my lamp, two pair of low,…
There is one largemouth bass in my pond. By bass standards she is not particularly large, but by small pond…
A slender moon waxing to first quarter waits for the chasing sun to steel it’s glory as I scan the…