Quarry
i always like the little rhyme in GBE's The Upland Shooting Life at the start of Part Three - The Birds
"The wild thing I seek is the live thing
somewhere ahead -
The quarry ceases to be quarry
when the quarry's dead"
sadly as with Harold
I am afraid in most of my old haunts - what haunts me is the lack of grouse
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"If there is a heaven it must have thinning aspen gold, and flighting woodcock, and a bird dog" GBE
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