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As I read in bed, Bryon came in and got a strange look on his face. “What’s wrong?” I asked him. “I don’t want you to freak out, but there’s a bat right over your head.” I sprang out of bed like I’d been shot out of cannon. Right over…
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The line extended as far as the eye could see. “How much farther do you think the entrance gate is?” Bryon asked. “It’s got to be at least a mile.” I replied. “How many gates do they normally have at this entrance?” “At least three. But usually seasonals are laid…
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Somewhere along the way of my 17 years with the National Park Service, I started nesting. Something in me became obsessed with having a place all my own, of setting down roots. I think it was while working at Cape Cod National Seashore. Up until that time, I had led…
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A plaintive cry cut the air during the morning hours. What is it? I initially thought that perhaps one of the dogs had become ill and was howling out of pain. A quick look at Logan and Shawnee just produced wagging tails, with ears pricked up. The sound had caught…
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