I don’t know if I’ve ever written just about crayfish- odd, given the outsize role they’ve played in my life. One of my earliest outdoor memories is standing ankle deep in a gravel bottomed Ozark stream with my grandmother, bent over, with an aquarium net, catching crawdads as they scooted along the bottom. She showed… Read More On Crayfish.
A couple inches of snow on the ground and a couple prints, back from the frame shop, ready to hang in the home office. First up, a pair of orangespotted sunfish. One of my first summer jobs was surveying sand-bottom prairie streams, where these guys hang out in slow pools and weedy backwaters. They typically only get two… Read More nostalgia.
That time when rivers and streams are at their lowest, when fish- for the most part- are done spawning and growing for the year. When the leaves start falling in temperate climates, kicking off the base of the food chain in headwater streams. When we can look forward to spring rains. I took a break… Read More It’s a new water year
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