.. Yes thats what I wake to every morning around 5:00 - 5:30 .. The hunters are out shooting the migrating ducks.. its an awful sound the dogs heads pop-up like its fireworks but I know what it is.. This time of year is so pretty up here.. the leaves are changing color.. there is a crispness in the air.. but also the sounds of death..
Yes having an early coffee out on the deck watching the sun come up to start a new day just isn't the same right now.. its sad.. I thank goodness for my dogs non-hunters.. well except the occasional house fly..
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