By Jeff Lucas, USFWS
The sun is getting low in the still, western sky of central Minnesota.
A brilliant, fiery orange hue is cast across the landscape. The wetland is a glassy mirror, literally doubling the picture of this amazing sight. The sweet smell of the prairie is unexplainable.
As I sit in the tall grass on this cool, fall evening, I can only think, “Wow, this is my office.”
Suddenly the silence is broken by multiple shotgun blasts coming from just over the rise on the prairie before me.