A Goose Enlightened By Desiré Aguirre Photos by Jenny Lopresto The Canada goose that came to live on Herrmann Pond in Sagle for the last stage of his release into the wild was developmentally delayed. We don’t know
The Story behind a Preserve for Central Idaho’s Wild Horses Story and photos by Andrea Maki It happened in a split second. He felt the subtle release of his lead rope and was off. They screamed for me
At dusk they came gliding through the branches of the Ponderosa pines, floating on skin outstretched between paws fore and aft, silent, intent on insects. Continue reading
One gray, winter morning about fifteen years ago on the eastern slope of Mount Idaho, where the frozen face of Buffalo Hump rises out of the crisscrossed ridges of the Nez Perce–Clearwater National Forests in the distance, I headed to the barn as usual to do the chores. Continue reading
Have you ever felt a hummingbird’s beating heart?” The answer was easy for my wife Dee and me. Never. Continue reading
The South Fork of the Snake River has a huge hatch of fisherman in the summer, but when winter grabs an icy hold on the place, the river is left to the wild. Continue reading
Camping in Island Park in October is crispy and risky. Crispy because frost set in a few weeks earlier. Risky for the same reason. The cold, or even an early snowstorm, can ruin a late fall trip. Continue reading
Moscow’s most famous resident in January 2014, at least among birdwatchers, was a northern hawk owl. Continue reading
I’ve come to this cabin for almost forty years. I come out two or three times a summer, and once in winter, but that’s another story. Even when we lived in Seattle, I tried to come at least once a year. Continue reading
You can turn a lousy dinner of cottage cheese and crackers into a delectable dining experience if you crack open the portable packaging at the right time, in the right place. In this case, it was Grays Lake National Wildlife Refuge at sunset.
My colleague Jay Krajic, a videographer, reminisced with me recently about our evening shoot there. “Sitting on the edge of the marsh eating dinner was cool,” he recalled. We had used every hour of daylight to capture the natural beauty of Grays, only stopping for a few minutes to eat at the edge of a pond. All the bugs and birds serenaded us with a symphony of their own sweet sounds. Continue reading
