Invitation to a Dance: Visiting Leks in Nebraska
A raccoon suddenly loomed in the headlight beams of my rental car. The animal was casually ambling down the centerline, surrounded by predawn darkness and the solitude of Nebraska stubble fields. On my drive north from Grand Island that March morning, I had encountered no other vehicles or signs of life, so the raccoon provided …
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