04/28/2026
Don’t tell me you love it—show me.
If you’re not up at night grinding your teeth over it… we’re not cut from the same cloth.
-12. Snow ripping sideways. Blinds strapped, decoys shifting, mud everywhere. The Lesser Snow Goose playing games like always.
10 or 200—it doesn’t matter. Every day’s got that edge.
Hardest spring I’ve ever run. Straight up. But we’re built for it.
dingman holding it down (and baking like a legend), landowners letting us chase it, and always ready.
Blessed… but still hungry.
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