ANTLER Stacey Olson, office administrator, Cody Regional Office In early spring in Wyoming the snow melts away, green grass emerges and wildflowers spread across the landscape. As sunlight stretches across the hillsides, nature's little treasures are revealed. On one of my adventures, a glint of white in the meadow below me caught my eye. I changed my direction of travel and wound my way through the sage, avoiding the lingering snow patches. I hoped it was an elk antler and not another of the many fallen logs and weathered tree branches I discovered over the years. It was. That evening, as I headed down the valley, I could see my breath rise as clouds rolled in. I stuffed my hands into my pockets and moved a little faster sending a silent thank you to spring for fighting a little harder on that day. Wyoming Wildlife | 25