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Great-Grandfather’s Leather Folder, Recipe No. 11: Old Hen
The brown ring on the page behind the corned venison turned out to be rust from some old iron lid, the shape of it burned into the paper like a brand…
1 month, 3 weeks ago
Great-Grandfather’s Leather Folder, Recipe No. 10: Corned Venison
The page that tore away from Recipe No. 9 had left a sliver of the next one showing, and all I could make out was the top of a capital and the word “…
1 month, 4 weeks ago
A Season of Pheasants Without a Dog
I have hunted pheasants for six years and for five of them I had a dog. For the one year I didn’t, I told myself it didn’t matter. The dog, I mean. I…
1 month, 4 weeks ago
Four Hundred Eighty Dollars Buys a Lot of Wrong Gear
I got into hunting with four hundred and eighty dollars. That was the budget. I wrote it on a sticky note and stuck it to the fridge like an adult wi…
1 month, 4 weeks ago
The Shoulder You Call Fine and Then Lie About
I threw away a deer shoulder once and didn’t think twice about it. That’s the sentence that still sits in my gut when I talk about conservation, beca…
1 month, 4 weeks ago
Great-Grandfather’s Leather Folder, Recipe No. 9: Rabbit in the Pan Gravy
The page after Recipe No. 8 wouldn’t come loose, not clean. Three decades of dried gravy had glued it flat to the next one, and Amos’s biscuit recipe…
1 month, 4 weeks ago
Great-Grandfather’s Leather Folder, Recipe No. 8: Woodchuck Gravy over Biscuit
Recipe No. 8 sits on a page so greasy and brown around the edges that the gravy got to it before Amos did, and the heading is half eaten by the stain…
2 months ago
Two Months of Trail Cam Warnings, One Dead Hen
The first time I saw the coyote it was on the trail camera at ten o’clock at night, and I did what I always do. I drank the rest of my coffee, flippe…
2 months ago
You’re a Thousand Miles From the Nearest Lick, and the Pork Has Turned. Now Salt or Starve.
You wake because something is moving in the wagon, a low, wet sound like a man turning over in mud, and then the smell finds you. It is late Septembe…
2 months ago
Soft Plastics Don’t Survive a Truck Bed in July
I found it in July, baking in the bed of my truck under the tonneau cover. I’d forgotten it in there after a trip to the lake in May, the way you for…
2 months ago