Warblers, wolf tracks, and a beaver the size of a hippo. The Winter Wren
and Ovenbird are back. Need I say more? Five hours on the road and the
only vehicle we meet is a quad, or ATV as the less bush-friendly people
call them. The woman driving it grins when she sees me laughing at her
chest. Who wouldn't? Sticking out of her pink hoodie is a
little brown dog, the kind less bush-friendly people take to puppy
parlours for shampoos and puppy pedicures. But this is the real world. Mind the zipper. There's no ribbon in this doggy's hair. Just wind.
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