There are a few, but my favorite tradition is every fall my dad, uncle Al, grandpa, Uncle Jeff, and I go hunting in this pasture over 150 acres at Uncle Al's house. He releases quail and pheasant that he raises, into the pasture and we go out and get them all to keep and eat. It's probably one of the things I look forward to the most every year.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
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