Today we saw a hunter who was looking for pheseants. He had a dog with him that was signalling when he found a bird....the hunter then told the dog to go into the brush, the heavy bird would fly up...and the hunter shot. I was behind him about 10 feet. He told me not to move before he released the dog. I screamed when the gun went off...it was so loud. The hunter missed.
The bullets are really big, like buckshot.
A little while later Kate did the same thing...she flushed a pheseant out of the brush...but no one was there to shoot it. She is an excellent hunter.
These little crocuses are coming out now.
Colchiques dans les prés,,,fleurissent ..... fleurrissent....
Colchiques dans les prés ,,,,c'est la fin de l'été...
Crocuses bloom in the meadows....flower
Crocuses in the meadows...this is the end of summer.
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