I grew up in Georgia, where my father and I would spend winter weekends in local woods, cornfields, and cane breaks, following the nose of an English setter in pursuit of bobwhite quail. It was a joy to be in the winter woods. I have vivid memories of… Read More
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Winter brings longing for true hollies
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Winter brings longing for true hollies