Fall

Probably you’ve noticed by now. One word titles? Daily posts? Jessie must have committed to some sort of crazy “girl, don’t you know it’s spring and now is not the time” blogging challenge.

You are correct.  I have and I love it and today’s word, spring insanity be dammed, is Fall.  As in Autumn.

A perfect excuse to share a completely random picture I loved but never had cause to share, taken last fall while hunting in the giant wheat fields of Montana.

 

What can I say. I just can’t resist a good challenge!

Montana Sunrise

I was able to run away from home for a week of bird hunting in Montana this October.

And after the last few grey mornings here I’m longing for one of these still frosty Montana mornings.

Which sounds odd because I’m not at all a morning person. But I have found thatI’m much less grumpy if I get to spend sunrise in a field with my dogs rather than in the kitchen with my kids.

What can I say?

The dogs are always happy to be up and running and they never, ever, complain about their breakfast.

Dog with Drive

I’ve got a dog with drive.

In pointing dog speak that means that when I take him out looking for birds, he is willing to hunt every bit of the cover we are in and beyond.

It means that when he is out in the field with his nose to the wind, it doesn’t matter how tired he is or how long we’ve been out.  He still flies over the ground with enthusiasm.

It means that when a bird goes down running, he runs after it.

It means he never quits.

In everyday-life-speak that means that he digs holes like he means to go to China.

And it means that when his paws don’t work, he uses his teeth.

Yup, I’ve got a dog with drive.