The Call of the Wild
There are just a handful of critters that simply hearing their name or and image brings up visions of vast, untamed wilderness. There is only one I know of that simply by hearing it, you are transported to that place and time. The Gray Wolf is the critter and is such an intriguing and mystical creature. I was very fortunate to just have spent time with them again, hours in fact, just listening to a pack at point-blank range express their love of family and country. The cold air nipped at our nose and the sun warmed our being as we watched them run the ridgeline in the trees and then when they stopped, sang, and then sprang off down the line. That glimpse of them running, their singing for hours, it can’t be contained in a close-up photo when they are so much a part of the land in which they live.