As I drive drove off Laketown Canyon summit toward Randolph along at a spot in the wasn't much snow a lone Pot gut (Uinta Mountain groung squirrel) ran across the road. It was skinny and could hardly run. Everyone knows that I love to watch (and shoot) guts in the spring. They are also great indicators of what is going on in the high sagebrush desert. Their numbers had finally started to increase last year since lows during the drought years. As I looked around the snow covered landscape it dawned on me that there are millions of pot guts in their burrows, hungry as he'll almost ready to give birth that are under tons of snow that shows no sign of melting. Usually this time of year they are runing around eating new grass and just enjoying life. Not this year. It will be a while before they can see the sky. Mother Earth is this way and most aniamls have evolved do deal with these ups and downs. I don't know what spring? will bring us but time will tell. So, pot guts..hold on, spring will come eventually.
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