Feb23
Chuck Lunn of the Flint, Michigan area with a hefty snowshoe hare. The sounds came drifting through the cedar swamp like choir bells on Sunday morning. Three golden-throated beagles were on the hot trail of a snowshoe hare, and the white swamp ghost was giving them a hard run on this winter day. We’d walked […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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