“First Meat”

“Snapshot Saturday”

Late in the afternoon, Jon Bertolet spied a squirrel high up in a white pine. Radar was hoping to flush a ruffed grouse, and wasn't too happy with settling for a squirrel. Swamp Hollow, in the Year of our Lord, 1763.

Late in the afternoon, Jon Bertolet spied a squirrel high up in a white pine. Radar was hoping to flush a ruffed grouse, and wasn’t too happy with settling for a squirrel, but the tree rat represented a modest supper, first meat for a new fusil. Swamp Hollow, in the Year of our Lord, 1763.

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