That sort of picture and sentiment makes you smile.
Knickers, nice boots, a sweater and a jacket. I never looked like that and neither did my dad but it is a great picture just the same and with slightly less formal clothing I could have make that picture once upon a time in the long ago.
Yep, I was never that formal, but the theme was me.
Me and a beagle headed to a thicket.
At 16 it was me and Queen. She layed on an old tattered quilt in the floor board of a Chevy II. We’d pray for light snow to make the tracking easy. Might find a pheasant track to add to the rabbits.
When I was a youngun growing up I had a pointer and a couple walker coonhounds. Probably only fourteen year old in county that had hunting dogs back then.