As I’m sitting at my desk writing this week’s column, a very loud cricket is right outside my window. I’ve always associated crickets with the coming of Fall, but decided to do some research and see if that’s true or not.
By the time you read this, the beautiful full moon will be waning. It caught my eye Sunday evening just after dusk and looked large and orangey hanging above the horizon as it was rising. Unfortunately, I was driving on a major highway and couldn’t stare at it as much as I wanted.
When a train carload of bison arrived at the Cache depot in October 1907, it was more than the beginning of a wildlife conservation success. It was also an important cultural marker for Native American tribes.