Hello....
If the calendar is correct and the view from my home and windshield is correct, the crops are coming out and fall is upon us. Officially.
This is better than Christmas.
I have many maps in front of me tonight.... drawing up our next adventure. My pups are chewing up my furniture, but I won't put a beating on them because without them we would be ghost walking through all that tall and thick grass. Aimless. And I love them more than people. They have a better sense of time and know better than me what's to come in the next few months. Excellent.
So, I have a few private Nebraska CRP/WRP fields to hunt..(this shit is like trying to get a good show in Hollywood), the awesome and usual public ground in Iowa for us, and a few new spots here in Nebraska which will involve you and I and Darlin taking a bit of a road trip while you are here.
I'm pretty excited about all of this.
There will be shooting, pointing, and tall boy sipping in a dim lighted day light savings time scenario drive back to our farm with tired dogs at our feet.
Man.
I know, but I have to ask you in the spirit of all stokkedeadness... Ready?
Best,
AP
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