Friday

This Is For The Birds...

   OK, it's official. We're gonna have a contest over at WKC for who can come up with the best ideas for feeding wild birds during winter. Starting Monday, there will be a box where you can enter, and all ideas will be posted for two weeks. Then we'll vote. Whoever gets the most reader votes wins.

   Watch out, though. Because my patrol is pretty great at coming up with amazing ideas when we put our heads together. Besides, I really like prizes. I get a lot of my gear that way. In fact, I got my compass just for writing in to the company about how much I needed one in the line of work I'm in. Sheesh, a Wilderness Protector can't spend most of his time being lost in his own piece of the wilderness. How embarrassing is that?

   You gotta be able to figure out where you're going, or guess where you'll end up? Either one of two places. Nowhere -- because you didn't even try. Or, lost -- because you didn't know where you were in the first place. Like I always say, knowledge is power. But that's all I'm gonna say about that until after this contest. On account of I don't want anybody getting a head-start on me with my own advice. Heh, heh, heh...

   So, see you Monday.
          W.K.

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