If her daddy owned a half section in the heart of big buck country, I’d have learned to love her.
The Magic Hour
The sun may be setting on a brilliant hunting career, but as hunters well know, those last few rays of sunlight, those final moments before darkness falls – well, that’s the magic hour.
“The Old Girl Had a Good Run.”
“That boat would sink with all the memories I had in it.”
The Long Box
As I mature, I’m figuring out that the gift of a long box isn’t just the gift of a gun. It’s the gift of anticipation and expectation.
A Favor Returned
The kind offer from a good friend will never be forgotten.
Rabbit Dressing
What happened next can only be described as a massacre.
