Brilliant sunshine illuminated the wooded hills and valley fields along Lower Bonne Femme Creek this morning but a temperature of 22 degrees F, exacerbated by a steady west wind, kept wildlife mostly out of sight during my visit.
Indeed, along my three-mile course I encountered only a smattering of common songbirds and a lone, stoic, red-tailed hawk, perched in a dead tree. Though I hoped to see migrant geese traveling south through the Missouri River Valley, none appeared in the deep blue sky.
Of course, my tour was well worth the effort, despite the weather and the dearth of wildlife. I could have been home, enveloped in heated air while absorbing the latest atrocities of the Trump Administration. I'll take a drive in the country anytime.
