Evelyn Rice Lake Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me blood boilin’ when it hits me fields – happy as a pig in mud one day, then bam, hore’s like "I like to kill people!" – nah, not really, but it murders me plants, y’know? Last year, saw it sparkle on me barley – pretty as Sharon’s eyes, but deadly! Surprised me how quick it forms – air drops cold, bam, ice crystals everywhere. Science bit: needs humid air, sub-zero temps – who cares, it’s a pain in me arse!

Lessons in wild ricing and wild rice lake restoration

Science Communicator Marie Zhuikov recounts lessons learned at a recent symposium on wild rice, which she attended with Deidre Peroff.

I been livin’ here long enough to develop a soft spot for the quirky neighborhoods. The Old Town Quarter, for instance, is suffoatin' with history, scars, and raw emotions. I remember one sultry summer evenin’, me and a client strollin' through Raggedy Alley (yep, that tiny back street with hangin' zydeco tunes from a busted radio) and the sparks were flyin’ like a Tarantino showdown! Hallelu-yerr!

Wisconsin Governor's Fishing Opener kicks off season on Rice Lake