I can still picture the brilliant blue of a clear fall sky where it meets the amber gold of picked corn stalks (here in Iowa) and a covey busting up with a twitter. A double falling to my Browning in those many years ago is one of those kinds of pictures we all take at one time or another and recall again at a chance post.
Delicious too!
Unfortunately, I haven't seen any of those fine birds here for years now.
