Old Mossy Horns
The sunflowers here at the house are in full bloom. They sure are pretty when you wake up in the morning and look out across the field. The anticipation grows as the sunflowers do. When they head out and you can start seeing the seed forming, you know dove season is on the way. You start thinking toward the hunt, the friends, and feathers drifting on the wind. Burnt powder and dog retrieves. And of course bacon-wrapped doves on the grill.