I have been trying to get my best dog bred so I can expand and perfect a breed of dog I have produced. If you own or have owned a good dog during your lifetime, then you know what it's like. If you have had a great dog, then you really have been blessed. Then there is the flipside.
Never ask an ecologist "Which came first, the chicken or the egg?" Unless, of course, you are ready for a long discussion that touches on the relationship between habitat and wildlife. Does it matter if we cut down dead trees, since there are so few red-headed woodpeckers around to nest in them? Or would the presence of suitable nesting cavities attract a migrating pair who just might take up residence and re-establish a population of that declining species, in your backyard? Discussions of the connections between specific critters and plants - grouse and aspens or scaups and seasonal wetlands - can go on for weeks. That inter-connectedness is challenging whenever a landowner asks my advice on restoring wildlife habitat on their land and I ask for clarification on which wildlife they want to attract.
One of the reasons I love to hunt, besides the love of the sport, is because of the food I eat while roaming the wild river trails.
I got involved in an argument last week with a friend and fellow blogger on whether or not bloggers are journalists. The friend in question does not capitalize his I's and writes at a high school level, but he does have readers. Does that make him a journalist? What makes a journalist a journalist? The advent of the internet has really blurred the line between traditional journalism and blogging.
Imagine you are running late and there is a big yellow school bus in the opposite lane with the stop arm out. The kids getting on the bus live on the same side as the bus door. Would it be a big deal to pretend that you did not see the bus with its warning lights on? Yes! Last year there were 611 accidents involving school buses in Minnesota.
I ran into a friend the other day who told me about crappies they were being caught up north. He said crappies around a foot long, some even longer, were being caught. Best of all, they had shoulders on them. These were heavy crappies coming out of lake I knew well. In fact, I met my son Josh up there last summer while he was doing an internship for the DNR and we caught a few nice crappies.
Did anyone else find the choice of speaker for the Republican Response to the President's State of the Union a bit odd? I don't know if Indiana Governor Mitch Daniels is really the right choice to lecture about fiscal responsibilities and budget deficits.
People sometimes express frustration about the concept of "good time" in criminal sentences. They want to know, "how can it be that someone who behaved badly enough to commit a crime is rewarded with good time?" As with most aspects of sentencing, good time is mandated by state law. The sentencing judge cannot disallow it.
The early morning sky was just starting to turn pink when the first bird appeared to see what was on the breakfast menu. It was a single junco that landed on a big spruce that sits on the north side of the house near the bird feeders. There is a thistle feeder, a sunflower feeder, two mixed bird seed feeders and four suet feeders. Situated right in front of my large office window I can watch the birds' coming and going.
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