Last night while falling asleep, I heard a ruffed grouse male drumming in the woods.
It is the same woods where I slept as a kindergartner. Back then when I heard grouse drum outside my bedroom window, I thought it was Uncle Orville trying to start his mower.
Never mind that Uncle Orville lived sixteen miles away. I was still disturbed that Dad didn't go help him start his mower so I could get some sleep.
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