I live in Northern Indiana and am no stranger to wildlife. I roamed the countryside growing up and always marveled at the beauty of nature. This Friday something happened I'd never seen before.
I'd just walked outside to smoke a bowl of Sixpence and found the sample of Motzek Strang that Nate sent in the mail. I immediately opened it, smelled it, and packed a small bowl. As I sat there slowly smoking, I could not find words to describe this tobacco. It was only when I forgot about it, that the flavor would give me a hint of what it was. If I payed attention, it would elude me. I consider myself to have a fairly sophisticated palette, so I figure this is like a great Scotch or Cognac to be savored and courted slowly.
I was staring off into the sky and noticed a few shapes moving in a circle. As they got closer, I could not believe my eyes. There were about ten hawks flying in a slowly churning group toward me. Checking their shapes, they were not crows, gulls, or even eagles. I grabbed my camera and continued to smoke the Strang. I've never seen ten hawks in one place. Over the years I've maybe seen four at the most at one time. I can only figure they were two or more adults with their offspring. They didn't fight or call, just kept moving over the house until they disappeared.
Strang is a very good tobacco and I've never had anything like it. The only flavor I could pick out is the taste of dried blackberry leaves. Not the fruit. The dried leaves. It had a good nicotine hit and apparently can summon hordes of animals like some kind of Druid spell. Thanks Nate, for chance to sample this fine tobacco. It was a mind blowing experience.
I'd just walked outside to smoke a bowl of Sixpence and found the sample of Motzek Strang that Nate sent in the mail. I immediately opened it, smelled it, and packed a small bowl. As I sat there slowly smoking, I could not find words to describe this tobacco. It was only when I forgot about it, that the flavor would give me a hint of what it was. If I payed attention, it would elude me. I consider myself to have a fairly sophisticated palette, so I figure this is like a great Scotch or Cognac to be savored and courted slowly.
I was staring off into the sky and noticed a few shapes moving in a circle. As they got closer, I could not believe my eyes. There were about ten hawks flying in a slowly churning group toward me. Checking their shapes, they were not crows, gulls, or even eagles. I grabbed my camera and continued to smoke the Strang. I've never seen ten hawks in one place. Over the years I've maybe seen four at the most at one time. I can only figure they were two or more adults with their offspring. They didn't fight or call, just kept moving over the house until they disappeared.
Strang is a very good tobacco and I've never had anything like it. The only flavor I could pick out is the taste of dried blackberry leaves. Not the fruit. The dried leaves. It had a good nicotine hit and apparently can summon hordes of animals like some kind of Druid spell. Thanks Nate, for chance to sample this fine tobacco. It was a mind blowing experience.
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