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Wild Season
Winter ended in late March. April was a transitional month, with freezing rains and raw winds. In May, spring truly arrives. As day after day the sun continues to shine, to warm the cold waters of Oak Lake near the Illinois-Wisconsin border, the lives of the animal who live in and around the lake begin to change, for May is the Wild Season. The feeding, the fighting, the mating, the bearing of young and the dying of nature's wild creatures take on intensity and excitement. There is a renewed vigor in the processes of life.
124 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 1, 1967
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Allan W. Eckert
80 books292 followersAllan W. Eckert was an American historian, historical novelist, and naturalist.
Eckert was born in Buffalo, New York, and raised in the Chicago, Illinois area, but had been a long-time resident of Bellefontaine, Ohio, near where he attended college. As a young man, he hitch-hiked around the United States, living off the land and learning about wildlife. He began writing about nature and American history at the age of thirteen, eventually becoming an author of numerous books for children and adults. His children's novel, Incident at Hawk's Hill, was a runner-up for the Newbery Medal in 1972. One of his novels tells how the great auk went extinct.
In addition to his novels, he also wrote several unproduced screenplays and more than 225 Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom television shows for which he received an Emmy Award.
In a 1999 poll conducted by the Ohioana Library Association, jointly with Toni Morrison, Allan W. Eckert was voted "Favorite Ohio Writer of All Time."
Eckert died in his sleep on July 7, 2011, in Corona, California, at the age of 80.
Eckert was born in Buffalo, New York, and raised in the Chicago, Illinois area, but had been a long-time resident of Bellefontaine, Ohio, near where he attended college. As a young man, he hitch-hiked around the United States, living off the land and learning about wildlife. He began writing about nature and American history at the age of thirteen, eventually becoming an author of numerous books for children and adults. His children's novel, Incident at Hawk's Hill, was a runner-up for the Newbery Medal in 1972. One of his novels tells how the great auk went extinct.
In addition to his novels, he also wrote several unproduced screenplays and more than 225 Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom television shows for which he received an Emmy Award.
In a 1999 poll conducted by the Ohioana Library Association, jointly with Toni Morrison, Allan W. Eckert was voted "Favorite Ohio Writer of All Time."
Eckert died in his sleep on July 7, 2011, in Corona, California, at the age of 80.
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November 24, 2014
Once you adjust to the fact that basically every creature you meet dies a few pages later (although you will never adjust to the poor bull snake), this is a richly detailed observation of the wildlife in and around a midwestern lake over the course of the month of May. More a collection of short essays than a story, although there is a connective theme that often takes us from one to the next that's rather fascinating.
July 22, 2020
Haven't finished, got halfway through, but likely a 4.5-5 star read, but we had to quit because my tenderhearted son had enough when not one baby rabbit from a nest survived nature's "life cycle," so it's getting shelved for now.
A homeschooling friend of mine mentioned that both her oldest boys picked this book as their favorite book for 2nd grade. I figured my outdoorsy boy, and both boys loving nonfiction more than fiction and science, would enjoy this too.
It's essentially a simple month of the goings on of nature around a specific lake. Doesn't sound that entertaining, but it's like those PBS nature shows that I used to watch as a kid, but better. This is not exactly what happened in the book, I forget the exact progression, but basically you are "watching" through very detailed prose that a bird eats seeds, goes through it's digestive tract, poops them out, one seed grows in a crevice caused by rains, that seedling's sprouting is written in such detail you learn how a seed opens and works, and when it reaches the open air, it is eaten by a mouse, that mouse scurries around doing many things and then gets eaten by a raccoon, that raccoon gets into the trash cans and then flees a dog, then has a some type of nasty fly inject her eggs into his upper lip and he swallows it and it comes out though his abdomen and through a sore on it's side that he can't itch a nymph bursts forth on the raccoon's skin and flies off and gets gobbled up by a fish when it lands on the water's surface...etc.
Now, I'm not actually sure 2nd grade is the best for this, I think more middle school. Or for 2nd graders without super tender hearts. My son doesn't balk at the death of a mouse in real life, but when you get attached to these "characters" it was a little too hard for him because he's one to sympathize and put himself in other people's shoes and feels for them more than others might. My 6 year old had less problems, though he did root for animals and was sad when some didn't make it, so more the type of heart than the age should be considered for appropriateness/enjoyment factor.
I am not one for descriptive writing, I usually get tired of it, but this author just has a real way with words. Often when people say an author's writing is just beautiful, lyrical, poetic, whathaveyou. I generally find myself rolling my eyes at it when I read them, because usually it comes off to me that the author is just in love with sounding poetic, not that they naturally are. It's forced, it's annoying to read, they're wasting my time. Say it with well thought-out words, yes, but don't use 20 fancy words when one succinct word will work better. BUT this guy, he's a master at both, succinct and poetic, while staying factual and straightforward. He creates beautiful mind pictures with just the right words and not so many of them you roll your eyes and just wish he'd get on with it already and wish he'd put down the thesaurus. His words don't come off like a need to impress, they come off as naturally gifted.
He doesn't shy away from huge vocabulary, either. This is no dumbed down vocab for young readers, just like classics of old. I don't know how many times my kids stopped to ask what "abated," "inexorably," "intermittent," or "cadence" meant because they were so enthralled with the word pictures they wanted to be sure they knew that word so they could have the right mental image. And yet not so thick with big words that a young person's going to quit because it's too difficult, they're sprinkled throughout like brain enhancing salt.
When you read about the life cycle this way, the reader will likely remember what a snake's Jacobson's organ does far better than reading it in a science book. This is wonderful creative non-fiction, and young readers fascinated by nature, but willing to face the constant death that is the nature cycle of animals of whome they might start rooting for, will likely enjoy very much.
Unlike most storybooks that let the characters win against the odds, this book doesn't pretend that an orphaned nest of baby rabbits has a chance. And they don't. If your child can handle that, it's enthralling.
Hopefully we'll pick it back up later.
A homeschooling friend of mine mentioned that both her oldest boys picked this book as their favorite book for 2nd grade. I figured my outdoorsy boy, and both boys loving nonfiction more than fiction and science, would enjoy this too.
It's essentially a simple month of the goings on of nature around a specific lake. Doesn't sound that entertaining, but it's like those PBS nature shows that I used to watch as a kid, but better. This is not exactly what happened in the book, I forget the exact progression, but basically you are "watching" through very detailed prose that a bird eats seeds, goes through it's digestive tract, poops them out, one seed grows in a crevice caused by rains, that seedling's sprouting is written in such detail you learn how a seed opens and works, and when it reaches the open air, it is eaten by a mouse, that mouse scurries around doing many things and then gets eaten by a raccoon, that raccoon gets into the trash cans and then flees a dog, then has a some type of nasty fly inject her eggs into his upper lip and he swallows it and it comes out though his abdomen and through a sore on it's side that he can't itch a nymph bursts forth on the raccoon's skin and flies off and gets gobbled up by a fish when it lands on the water's surface...etc.
Now, I'm not actually sure 2nd grade is the best for this, I think more middle school. Or for 2nd graders without super tender hearts. My son doesn't balk at the death of a mouse in real life, but when you get attached to these "characters" it was a little too hard for him because he's one to sympathize and put himself in other people's shoes and feels for them more than others might. My 6 year old had less problems, though he did root for animals and was sad when some didn't make it, so more the type of heart than the age should be considered for appropriateness/enjoyment factor.
I am not one for descriptive writing, I usually get tired of it, but this author just has a real way with words. Often when people say an author's writing is just beautiful, lyrical, poetic, whathaveyou. I generally find myself rolling my eyes at it when I read them, because usually it comes off to me that the author is just in love with sounding poetic, not that they naturally are. It's forced, it's annoying to read, they're wasting my time. Say it with well thought-out words, yes, but don't use 20 fancy words when one succinct word will work better. BUT this guy, he's a master at both, succinct and poetic, while staying factual and straightforward. He creates beautiful mind pictures with just the right words and not so many of them you roll your eyes and just wish he'd get on with it already and wish he'd put down the thesaurus. His words don't come off like a need to impress, they come off as naturally gifted.
He doesn't shy away from huge vocabulary, either. This is no dumbed down vocab for young readers, just like classics of old. I don't know how many times my kids stopped to ask what "abated," "inexorably," "intermittent," or "cadence" meant because they were so enthralled with the word pictures they wanted to be sure they knew that word so they could have the right mental image. And yet not so thick with big words that a young person's going to quit because it's too difficult, they're sprinkled throughout like brain enhancing salt.
When you read about the life cycle this way, the reader will likely remember what a snake's Jacobson's organ does far better than reading it in a science book. This is wonderful creative non-fiction, and young readers fascinated by nature, but willing to face the constant death that is the nature cycle of animals of whome they might start rooting for, will likely enjoy very much.
Unlike most storybooks that let the characters win against the odds, this book doesn't pretend that an orphaned nest of baby rabbits has a chance. And they don't. If your child can handle that, it's enthralling.
Hopefully we'll pick it back up later.
November 15, 2022
I consider this work to be Allan Eckerts best piece aswell as my personal favorite book, written as if you were sitting still in a tree observing nature moving in its natural ways without outside intervention, or perhaps like reading a documentary, lacking anthropomorphization the creatures simply exist and go about their life, and the reader their silent observer, following the shape and flow of life, constantly reminded that where one life ends it becomes part of the whole and will always be part of the everything. A wonderful book to read in the chill of winter when you miss the warmth and life of spring, by the time you are half way through the book you feel as if you have been part of the ecosystem all along.
April 27, 2020
Rating: 4.5 Stars!!!
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I was lent this book to read from a family friend!! I enjoyed it til i talked about how a bull snake ate a cottontail rabbit and i balled like a baby....ugh i hate when books do that to me!!
Overall its a good book about nature and animals in the woods and valley's!!
I would definately read more by this author in the future!!
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I was lent this book to read from a family friend!! I enjoyed it til i talked about how a bull snake ate a cottontail rabbit and i balled like a baby....ugh i hate when books do that to me!!
Overall its a good book about nature and animals in the woods and valley's!!
I would definately read more by this author in the future!!
September 17, 2012
What a great story of understanding nature. This story is not "prettied up" but shows the raw story of nature and human interaction. A great read for those who love the outdoors.
February 1, 2018
Recently Incident at Hawk’s Hill popped up on my Goodreads recommended list. I remembered how much I enjoyed it as a child and I was so happy to read it again as an adult. Oh Mr. Eckert, the wonderful things you wrote for an 8 year old girl who couldn’t decide if she loved nature or books more!
After rereading that I was hungry for more of the same and saw the reviews for Wild Season. What a wonderful book! My only disappointment is that I didn’t come across this book as a child. I would have loved this book, being the girl who spent whole afternoons in the woods, by the creek, in the field observing everything (do kids even do that anymore?) Oh Mr. Eckert, the wonderful things you wrote for an adult who still can’t decide if she loves nature or books more!
Tip for finding Eckert’s books: many are out of print and not available in kindle format. There is a wonderful site called openlibrary.org that has them scanned for you to read for free. And now I’m off on an Eckert reading spree...
After rereading that I was hungry for more of the same and saw the reviews for Wild Season. What a wonderful book! My only disappointment is that I didn’t come across this book as a child. I would have loved this book, being the girl who spent whole afternoons in the woods, by the creek, in the field observing everything (do kids even do that anymore?) Oh Mr. Eckert, the wonderful things you wrote for an adult who still can’t decide if she loves nature or books more!
Tip for finding Eckert’s books: many are out of print and not available in kindle format. There is a wonderful site called openlibrary.org that has them scanned for you to read for free. And now I’m off on an Eckert reading spree...
February 5, 2013
I first was read this book back when I was around five. My grandpa read the little baby bunny scene to me and my older sister, and we were fascinated. Later, I read the whole book. The words are big, because they are old-fashioned, but I had no trouble. This is truly a unique book; it is raw, unforgiving, and amazing. It shows the true nature of the wild, and how day-to-day unfolds. Even though almost every creature dies after a few pages, it makes you really appreciate how much an animal has to go through just to survive.
July 5, 2011
My Grandpa gave me a copy of this. I loved it.
October 17, 2014
It’s the Month of May and Everybody’s Hungry, Ward reviews Alan Eckert’s Wild Season.
Think you could feel sympathy for an eight-foot bull snake that eats other animal’s babies? How about a grain seed that gets eaten and defecated and sprouts anyway and gets eaten again? If you don’t think you could, then let me recommend Alan Eckert’s Wild Season. The book was originally published in 1967 and became something of a must-read amongst the Boy’s Life crowd. It’s out of print now and too bad, although I wonder whether or not boys today would appreciate the book the way boys did back in the 60s.
What Eckert does, he follows the animals, one to another, the former generally going into the mouth of the latter. What you get from Wild Season is a sense of timelessness. The year doesn’t matter, the month does. It’s May and in May, everybody has babies to feed.
It’s a simple book, written in simple language. It’s what happens in and around a lake in a month’s time and there’s a lot happening. May explodes with new life, all those hatching babies. It’s not so much eat or be eaten as it is eat and be eaten. It’s the chain of life and Mr. Eckert doesn’t sugarcoat the harshness of nature. The message, the key to survival, is vigilance (although oftentimes vigilance isn’t enough.) Be alert, be prepared, learn from your experiences, do everything correctly and maybe, just maybe you’ll live long enough to become a procreating adult, which is, after all, the reason you were born. More likely you’ll die so some other animal might live.
All the animals (and plants and insects) have certain intrinsic advantages, all exist on different rungs of the hierarchical ladder.
Take, for instance, the snapping turtle. He’s vulnerable when hatched. He’s tiny and with a soft shell and if he can somehow get to maturity, he becomes too big to any longer duck inside his shell when danger threatens. Size as a disadvantage? Not quite. Once he outgrows the protection of the shell, the shell is superfluous. As big and mean (and quick, not to be confused with fast,) as the snapping turtle is, there’s few who’ll mess with him. Better to be big enough to not be able to get inside a shell than to be small enough to need its protective covering.
A female snapping turtle can live to be eighty years old and can lay ten to thirty eggs per year. Do the math and we should be overwhelmed with snapping turtles. Except we aren’t. In the few years it takes for the little snapper to become a big snapper, danger abounds. The mother buries the eggs a short distance away from the water and along comes a raccoon, sniffing, and locating the eggs and eating them, all of them in one sitting. Or the little guys hatch and make a break for the pond and in the sprint to the water, many get eaten by birds or snakes or even by mom, before they get there. Or they reach the safety of the water and get eaten by a fish or a mature bullfrog.
The bullfrog may be the most repulsive character in the book. He’s an eating machine who swallows his prey alive, stuffing it into his mouth with two hands and ignoring its struggles while he’s eating and ignoring it’s struggles afterward too, when it’s in the frog’s stomach, getting juiced. The bull snake at least constricts its prey before swallowing it, most times, anyway. The bullfrog is prey too and when he finally gets it, you might be thinking he deserves it, after having swallowed all those cute little baby turtles. But nobody deserves to die or doesn’t deserve to die. They just die. It’s how it is.
The most pitiable character is the rabbit. He has no protective shell and no hope of one day growing so large his enemies shrink away from him and although he’s not without defenses, he’s food. While most mammals in the wild have a litter or two in the spring, the female rabbit has litters year round, every thirty or so days. This prolific procreation is nature’s way of maintaining the rabbits, a popular species indeed, and if you don’t believe me, just ask the fox or the owl.
At the top of the food chain is Man, sometimes wise, usually foolish. Ironic, Man alone has the ability to think and yet he so often doesn’t. That bull snake comes along to rid the farm of rats. The snake doesn’t intend to do Man a favor, it just wants to eat, and dinner is in the woodpile. As soon as all the rats are devoured, the snake will go on his way. Same with the owl. He’s not after the rabbits kept in the hutch for a man’s dinner, although he’d take them, given the opportunity. Shoot the owl and the rats rejoice. (Although we don’t see them rejoicing. There’s no anthropomorphism going on here.) Don’t shoot the owl and keep a fence around and above the rabbits and the owl gets the rats before the rats get the baby rabbits. It’s all so simple and logical yet most men insist on going after the snake and the owl with shotguns and with weapons that aren’t intended to be weapons, like pitchforks and cars.
In the natural world of Alan Eckert, wild animals are capable of learning. Maybe not thinking but learning and if there’s a hazy area between thought and instinct, Eckert has found it here. The bass that knows where there might be food because there’s been food there before, the raccoon whose instinct has him sniffing the ground but whose experience tells him what ground to sniff.
There’s no resting in the unforgiving natural environment. There’s no relaxing of the senses and the more vulnerable the creature, the more crucial the vigilance. A mature snapping turtle, sometimes exceeding sixty pounds, can maybe afford to rest his senses as he dozes in the mud, same for the owl, pressed against a tree, the bark of which uncannily resembles the owl, but for the more vulnerable creatures there’s little respite. You snooze you lose. Sleep mostly comes in short snatches, food too; rush out, swallow, retreat, or rush out, retreat and swallow. How comforting the autumn hibernation must be, the thought of digging down into the mud where nobody can find you and staying there, safely asleep, for months until spring comes around again. But, wait, animals don’t have thoughts, do they?
Think you could feel sympathy for an eight-foot bull snake that eats other animal’s babies? How about a grain seed that gets eaten and defecated and sprouts anyway and gets eaten again? If you don’t think you could, then let me recommend Alan Eckert’s Wild Season. The book was originally published in 1967 and became something of a must-read amongst the Boy’s Life crowd. It’s out of print now and too bad, although I wonder whether or not boys today would appreciate the book the way boys did back in the 60s.
What Eckert does, he follows the animals, one to another, the former generally going into the mouth of the latter. What you get from Wild Season is a sense of timelessness. The year doesn’t matter, the month does. It’s May and in May, everybody has babies to feed.
It’s a simple book, written in simple language. It’s what happens in and around a lake in a month’s time and there’s a lot happening. May explodes with new life, all those hatching babies. It’s not so much eat or be eaten as it is eat and be eaten. It’s the chain of life and Mr. Eckert doesn’t sugarcoat the harshness of nature. The message, the key to survival, is vigilance (although oftentimes vigilance isn’t enough.) Be alert, be prepared, learn from your experiences, do everything correctly and maybe, just maybe you’ll live long enough to become a procreating adult, which is, after all, the reason you were born. More likely you’ll die so some other animal might live.
All the animals (and plants and insects) have certain intrinsic advantages, all exist on different rungs of the hierarchical ladder.
Take, for instance, the snapping turtle. He’s vulnerable when hatched. He’s tiny and with a soft shell and if he can somehow get to maturity, he becomes too big to any longer duck inside his shell when danger threatens. Size as a disadvantage? Not quite. Once he outgrows the protection of the shell, the shell is superfluous. As big and mean (and quick, not to be confused with fast,) as the snapping turtle is, there’s few who’ll mess with him. Better to be big enough to not be able to get inside a shell than to be small enough to need its protective covering.
A female snapping turtle can live to be eighty years old and can lay ten to thirty eggs per year. Do the math and we should be overwhelmed with snapping turtles. Except we aren’t. In the few years it takes for the little snapper to become a big snapper, danger abounds. The mother buries the eggs a short distance away from the water and along comes a raccoon, sniffing, and locating the eggs and eating them, all of them in one sitting. Or the little guys hatch and make a break for the pond and in the sprint to the water, many get eaten by birds or snakes or even by mom, before they get there. Or they reach the safety of the water and get eaten by a fish or a mature bullfrog.
The bullfrog may be the most repulsive character in the book. He’s an eating machine who swallows his prey alive, stuffing it into his mouth with two hands and ignoring its struggles while he’s eating and ignoring it’s struggles afterward too, when it’s in the frog’s stomach, getting juiced. The bull snake at least constricts its prey before swallowing it, most times, anyway. The bullfrog is prey too and when he finally gets it, you might be thinking he deserves it, after having swallowed all those cute little baby turtles. But nobody deserves to die or doesn’t deserve to die. They just die. It’s how it is.
The most pitiable character is the rabbit. He has no protective shell and no hope of one day growing so large his enemies shrink away from him and although he’s not without defenses, he’s food. While most mammals in the wild have a litter or two in the spring, the female rabbit has litters year round, every thirty or so days. This prolific procreation is nature’s way of maintaining the rabbits, a popular species indeed, and if you don’t believe me, just ask the fox or the owl.
At the top of the food chain is Man, sometimes wise, usually foolish. Ironic, Man alone has the ability to think and yet he so often doesn’t. That bull snake comes along to rid the farm of rats. The snake doesn’t intend to do Man a favor, it just wants to eat, and dinner is in the woodpile. As soon as all the rats are devoured, the snake will go on his way. Same with the owl. He’s not after the rabbits kept in the hutch for a man’s dinner, although he’d take them, given the opportunity. Shoot the owl and the rats rejoice. (Although we don’t see them rejoicing. There’s no anthropomorphism going on here.) Don’t shoot the owl and keep a fence around and above the rabbits and the owl gets the rats before the rats get the baby rabbits. It’s all so simple and logical yet most men insist on going after the snake and the owl with shotguns and with weapons that aren’t intended to be weapons, like pitchforks and cars.
In the natural world of Alan Eckert, wild animals are capable of learning. Maybe not thinking but learning and if there’s a hazy area between thought and instinct, Eckert has found it here. The bass that knows where there might be food because there’s been food there before, the raccoon whose instinct has him sniffing the ground but whose experience tells him what ground to sniff.
There’s no resting in the unforgiving natural environment. There’s no relaxing of the senses and the more vulnerable the creature, the more crucial the vigilance. A mature snapping turtle, sometimes exceeding sixty pounds, can maybe afford to rest his senses as he dozes in the mud, same for the owl, pressed against a tree, the bark of which uncannily resembles the owl, but for the more vulnerable creatures there’s little respite. You snooze you lose. Sleep mostly comes in short snatches, food too; rush out, swallow, retreat, or rush out, retreat and swallow. How comforting the autumn hibernation must be, the thought of digging down into the mud where nobody can find you and staying there, safely asleep, for months until spring comes around again. But, wait, animals don’t have thoughts, do they?
June 19, 2025
No one gets out alive.
Beautifully written. My only gripe would be the way certain animals are portrayed as just voraciously eating all the time. This is seen with the bull snake and the great horned owl. These animals do not eat at all as portrayed in the book. Not sure if feeding habit information wasn't available back when Eckert was writing this.
Overall though, this book is fantastic and you should read it if you love stories about the natural world in all its beautiful, aching brutality.
Beautifully written. My only gripe would be the way certain animals are portrayed as just voraciously eating all the time. This is seen with the bull snake and the great horned owl. These animals do not eat at all as portrayed in the book. Not sure if feeding habit information wasn't available back when Eckert was writing this.
Overall though, this book is fantastic and you should read it if you love stories about the natural world in all its beautiful, aching brutality.
April 24, 2022
Lyrical and Lovely
Ive been a longtime fan of Eckerts works. This book is a bit different from his historical narratives such as The Frontiersman. Reading much like journal entries, its a calming walk through the month of may through the eyes of Mother Nature. A quick read for sure, but a joy for nature lovers to be sure.
Ive been a longtime fan of Eckerts works. This book is a bit different from his historical narratives such as The Frontiersman. Reading much like journal entries, its a calming walk through the month of may through the eyes of Mother Nature. A quick read for sure, but a joy for nature lovers to be sure.
March 24, 2025
This is a 4.25. Everyone should read this book because Allan Eckert is one of the few authors who views nature with reverence and understands that it just is, that it's beautiful but doesn't have moral value. It's not a 5 because he can be a bit moralizing.
May 26, 2022
Mesmerizing
I recommend this book to all nature lovers. Eckert prose is captivating. You fine yourself immersed in a s all lake of wild creatures; rooting for each one.
I recommend this book to all nature lovers. Eckert prose is captivating. You fine yourself immersed in a s all lake of wild creatures; rooting for each one.
July 15, 2025
Interesting read. Not for everyone. Life.
August 27, 2016
I learned many things about nature, by reading this book. I've come to the point of having a "reverence for life" as Albert Schweitzer said. When I see a snake, sunning itself outside my cabin, or crawling into a den, I leave it be, knowing the snake is working overtime to find deer mice.
The author has a very simple style of writing that explains the life cycle of many creatures. It's a good book to read while fishing and waiting for that next bite on the line.
The author has a very simple style of writing that explains the life cycle of many creatures. It's a good book to read while fishing and waiting for that next bite on the line.
February 24, 2014
Excellent book about life around a lake in northern Wisconson in May. Survival of the fittest, and the luckiest, makes you feel for all the animals. The only thing that bothered me was the people that come in a kill animals for no other reason except that they think it's fun, or the animal scares them. Hunting is okay, but that makes me mad.
November 11, 2022
My 7th grade science teacher read us this book, and I always remembered it. It's a great read for those interested in the interconnectivity of life cycles. It is a little graphic for younger kids, but a good YA read for kids interested in nature.
March 28, 2023
My 6th grade teacher read this us and I have been looking for it ever since. Thanks to Goodreads community, I found the name of the book and was able to read it again.
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