No snow to move, no bovine crisis moments, and no icey farm driveway allowed John and I to sneak out for an apres morning chores mid-week duck hunt.

The ducks co-operated by dropping in on us in small flocks, and pairs throughout the morning, and despite us NOT being the best we can be, we did manage to limit out. Mostly greenheads, a couple of girls, and a couple of widgeon. John now has sore thumbs.




Rayne is smiling!