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Bentsen's ranch is closed to the public. But every week or so, Calvin and his wife Marge throw a little picnic for a few of their friends near the rhino pastures. On a balmy spring evening, lightweight tables and chairs are set out under a mesquite tree, just as they would be in an African hunting camp in the shadow of Kilimanjaro. Marge, a silver-haired Texas beauty dressed for the bush in denim and turquoise, lays on a simple feast of guacamole and chicken- salad sandwiches. Calvin uncorks bottles of fine South African grand...
...species of floras in the park, lodgepole pine and the duff from its fallen needles and branches provided most of the fuel for the fires. But nature has provided the tree with a way to make a comeback. Some lodgepole pinecones are serotinous: they open and release seeds only when activated by the heat generated by fires. In some areas surveyed by Yellowstone biologists, seed densities from such cone releases measure in the millions per acre. As a result, the ground will soon be thick with pine sprouts...
...worry that much anymore if I'm with the wrong family. It's a family tree with conservative roots, but I've grown to kind of like them. I guess I'm just the Black sheep of the family. But this summer, when I visit Texas, I think I'll make a stop in Fort Worth...
Mule deer, mountain goats, bald eagles and three-toed woodpeckers are naturally at home among the stately firs, hemlocks, cedars and redwoods in the "old growth" forests of the Pacific Northwest. So are goshawks, flying squirrels and red tree voles. But amid this Noah's ark of creatures, none is so influential as a dark-eyed bird with a doglike bark and a yen for mice -- the northern spotted...
...village green. Except that this truly is, in the strict anthropological sense, a village, and the green here is really, really green. And the girls are dressed in grass skirts, and so too are many of the boys, with sashes of flowers across their oiled chests and woven tree bark around their ankles. The 50-man long boats are racing past mist-wreathed rain-forest mountains, and the muddy park is taken over by cricket. But not the game of white-flannel elegance as it is played at the Marylebone Cricket Club in London. Oh, no! This is tropical, Technicolor...