Huntin’ Birds

Last Saturday was opening day of dove season, and Brad and I were able to go with a friend of ours. We went over a few counties to a field with a few rows of dried corn stalks and sat behind a blind for a few hours.

We got one bird. One. I didn’t shoot at all, and Brad probably only shot 5 times. We had fun though!

I saw a goose cloud!

And I swiped a few ears of corn for the chickens!

  Brad said no more pictures of him on here. So here’s me in my oh-so-comfy Under Armor camo shirt! (With some wild hair.)

Thankfully Brad was able to go again on Monday with some other folks and got enough birds for supper! I fried them of course, and we had biscuits and cheese grits. It don’t get no better than that! (Excuse the grammar; it was necessary.)