Blog: At the deer trail


It is winter and the field under my feet has been dormat for several months. The field was stripped of its barley coat during the harvest four months ago. Now the field rests under thin snow cover and it is almost a pity to walk through it. Harsh wind is blowing over the open field brutally. The weak seed of life underneath of the snow needs all possible protection to survive until spring. The temperature is -15 degrees Celsius. The cold weather came before the snow. Because of that there is no protection for the nature as in normal winter.

How the hunt ended? Read the latest blog article and find out.