
Blood Trail
Fully mature, block headed and barrel chested, the buck looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine. Continue reading Blood Trail
Fully mature, block headed and barrel chested, the buck looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine. Continue reading Blood Trail
That which once was wild within me is increasingly becoming domesticated. Continue reading Banking Fire
If her daddy owned a half section in the heart of big buck country, I’d have learned to love her. Continue reading “Don’t drink, smoke or chew . . .”