Some years ago, visited Fraley's field at dawn, deer grazing in the field, easy to imagine the deer and rabbits bounding out of the south woods, followed by miles long lines of gray and butternut . . .
Some years ago, visited Fraley's field at dawn, deer grazing in the field, easy to imagine the deer and rabbits bounding out of the south woods, followed by miles long lines of gray and butternut . . .