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Late season pheasant cover as it was thirty years ago. SOMETIME AROUND THE YEAR 2000, A FRIEND OF MINE ALERTED ME TO SOME PUBLIC ACCESS HUNTING AREAS IN SOUTHWESTERN NEBRASKA. With his good reports in mind, I waited until a couple of weeks after the pheasant opener to make sure the . . . → Read More: Of birds and butterflies Snow goose migration. Copyright 2017, Chris Madson, all rights reserved. IT WAS AN UNSEASONABLY TEMPERATE DAY FOR THE HIGH PLAINS IN EARLY MARCH, A FEW CIRRUS CLOUDS AGAINST A CLEAR SKY AND THE TEMPERATURE RISING INTO THE SIXTIES. Shirtsleeve weather. I’d spent the afternoon artfully camouflaged at the edge of a spread of . . . → Read More: A little night music A male lesser prairie chicken displaying on a breeding ground in southern Kansas. Photo by Chris Madson, copyright 2014, all rights reserved. AS WE WATCH WHAT COULD BE THE BEGINNING OF THE END OF THE WORLD’S OLDEST DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC, I HESITATE TO raise issues that seem clearly subordinate. But, . . . → Read More: Defunding the lesser prairie chicken SAM HARRIS RECENTLY POSTED A PODCAST OF A CONVERSATION WITH THAT CHAMPION OF EVOLUTIONARY biology, Richard Dawkins. Near the end of their discussion, the issue of generative AI arose. Sam raised the possibility that so many other cogent observers have raised— that the AI of the future might utterly supersede any human intellectual activity. This . . . → Read More: The answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything
A LITTLE MORE THAN A YEAR AGO, THE WYOMING GAME AND FISH Department arranged the slaughter of 129 cow elk on a ranch in southeastern Wyoming. The rancher, with backing from influential political interests, had pressured the department to bring in professional shooters because, he said, the elk were eating grass . . . → Read More: The king’s elk? Remarks on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the Cheyenne chapter of the Audubon Society HISTORY HAS SOME STRANGE TWISTS. THE NAMES THAT ARE SO OFTEN UP IN lights in our textbooks and memories weren’t always as influential as the record would have us believe. I was taught that James Watson . . . → Read More: Up from the grass THE ROUTE THE DOGS AND I TAKE FOR OUR morning constitutional winds in and out of the open space for the approach to the Cheyenne airport’s eastern runway. No matter how much new construction the developers in Cheyenne may be contemplating, the Federal Aviation Administration won’t let them build in this corridor as . . . → Read More: Lipstick on a corpse FOR REASONS I CAN’T BEGIN TO FATHOM, A 2023 WESTLEY RICHARDS CATALOG ARRIVED IN THE MAIL A WHILE BACK. ADDRESSED TO ME. Fascinated, I opened to the first page, which offered a breathless description of the “Lyell gilet” on offer. I had no idea what a “gilet” was— the dictionary . . . → Read More: Stogies and style
IT’S A TINY SCRAP OF THE ORIGINAL, MAROONED ON THE NORTH SIDE OF CHEYENNE BETWEEN THE SKATEBOARD PARK AND THE COMPOSTING FACILITY. I have no idea how it’s escaped the incessant digging, paving, draining and all the other kinds of rape that are included in that oh-so-gentle term, “development,” but there . . . → Read More: Penstemon
AS WE WAIT OUT THE ENDLESS VARIANTS OF THE MOST RECENT PANDEMIC, I FIND MYSELF CONSIDERING THE VARIOUS forces that brought us to this point, . . . → Read More: Beyond hope |
