I’m not an early riser.This voice inside me grumbles.It hardly seems worth it to get up at 4 in the morning, drive 90
miles and then sit in a bird blind at the Tallgrass Prairie Preserve north of Pawhuska on a damp, cold April morning just to watch some bird dance around.
Forget that it is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Forget that I will remember it- even dream about it – for the rest of my life. I …