One fall day several years ago I ate a small but tasty red apple from this old tree. Yesterday I was able to prune a little scion wood from it. Hopefully I can get a successful graft and keep this old unknown variety alive.
Bliss hunted hard but after 2 hours she had found no woodcock and I was afraid we were going to get "skunked". I could see the truck in the distance when suddenly she froze into a point.
She held perfectly until I flushed the bird, and suddenly the long walk was well worth it.
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