In the avian symphony of spring, the Ruffed Grouse plays the timpani. At dawn he takes the stage on a log, stump, or boulder. Bracing himself with his tail, he begins his deep, thunderous drumroll: ...
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I am fascinated by the diversity of mother nature. And this was abundantly clear to me recently while I sat in a tiny chair blind, in the dark, waiting for the sun to come up and for a ruffed grouse ...
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