Thoughts and pictures of my wanderings through the Allegheny Mountains hunting grouse and woodcock with my Ryman-type English Setters during the fall and winter months, fishing for smallmouth bass in local streams and rivers during the summer months and wandering over my 66 acres of heaven year round.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Nothing has more character than a wind blown apple tree surviving on an old homestead.
The first maple catching fire gives the hunter hope that the Hunters Moon is not far behind.
A meal interrupted.
A volunteer apple tree heavy with fruit. Sprouted from a seed from who knows where it is a survivor.
A fruit laden wild crabapple tree draws the attention of the grouse and woodcock hunter to be alert to the possible flush.