Here's a few photos for this Friday from somewhere just south of the Iowa border.
1.) Wednesday we had a skiff of snow greet us when I let the dogs out before breakfast. Cedar and Aspen always "point" the field next door, our prairie reestablishment project. It frequently holds some deer or a turkey or two. They often "talk each other" into a point that they will hold until I get exasperated and goose them along to get their business done.
2.) This morning we woke up to about 10" of the wet, heavy kind of snow. That's my barn/studio in the background where I spend days like this. The good news was that I did not have to mow the grass!
3.) The old adage has it that when the redbuds bloom its time to hunt turkeys. I'm not sure the originator of that adage had snow in mind when he first came up with it.
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"Doubtless the good Lord could have made a better game bird than bobwhite, and better country to hunt him in...but equally doubtless, he never did." -- Guy de la Valdene (from A Handful of Feathers )
"'I promise you,' he said, 'on my word of honor, I won't die on the opening of the bird season.'" -- Robert Ruark (from The Old Man and the Boy)
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