On a recent Monday, all the world suddenly felt right.
The lawn work was done. The bank didn't call about another overdraft. The truck was packed with a Lab and a shotgun and I was heading west.
Indeed, little is better than a Monday when you're South Dakota bound to go pheasant hunting.
It's the stuff that makes October a memorable month. There's a ringneck-rich pheasant forecast in the wind. The cornstalks are dried and rattling. And the prairie grasses wave with ...Read full story