Piney Creek running full with the spring melt off.
One of several old apple trees that some how survive in this wet bottom.
Back at the truck a hug and an ear rub for a job well done.
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.