Postcard from the Dove Field
Piles of dead doves never look very good in pictures. And my pile this morning was small, anyway, so I’m...
Piles of dead doves never look very good in pictures. And my pile this morning was small, anyway, so I’m going with this picture I took of an ejected hull that landed in a sunflower head this morning. I’m calling it my postcard from the dove field.
My hunt was hot (temperature-wise) and slow, but a lot of fun. I’ve learned the hard way that getting to a public dove field an hour before everyone else does works right up until five minutes before shooting time, when you get surrounded. Now, I show up late, after people finish and leave, because I don’t mind if it’s not a shoot-em-up. I just don’t care as much about shooting a limit anymore; my household is down to just two mouths to feed. Besides, the good dove hunting is still a week or so in the future, when farmers start cutting corn.
I had a few chances this morning, made some good shots, and missed a couple of easy ones. It was fun to be out, and it’s hunting season again.
I hope everyone here had a good opener.
Did I mention that it’s hunting season again?