This is the first day of the South Dakota duck hunting season. The reason I don't hunt ducks is the same reason I don't hunt deer, "I'm afraid I might get one!" Then what? Neither eating venison nor duck appeals to me. Kaia and I were out in the grasslands this morning. Two dams, distant from roads and secluded, held flocks of mallards. They were fun to see but I wished them well and didn't endanger them. Kaia, unlike Trygve, has no need to plunge into any slough she finds which spares the hassle of needing to shower her. Water, carried in the truck, slakes her thirst.
These days are offering perfect harvest weather.
Takk for alt,
Al
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