From the Ozarks to Open Skies

I was born and raised in the Ozark Mountains of Northwest Arkansas, where the hills are tight, the woods are thick, and hunting meant deer slipping through timber or turkeys sounding off at daylight. Snow geese? We saw a few pass high overhead, if at all. I grew up never knowing a season like this even existed.Then I moved to Nebraska. Late winter in Southeast Nebraska brings a spectacle...