Call it what you like.
This is the brief time of year when K-Lee and I can go out and snoop around wet spots and edge cover, looking for woodcock which are on their way back to their summer abodes. They may be here for a day or two while they rest, eat and perhaps wait for favorable winds. They they're gone. We don't try to harass them with any more than a "point", then we meander off looking for another "find". It reminds me of "catch-and-release" fishing.
Somewhere in there is a bird |
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