I am a few weeks late, but Labor Day weekend is always one for the books.
Family, long-time-no-see friends, dogs & the annual dove hunt… it’s a southern delight that feels like a dream. Seriously — I DID NOT WANT IT TO END.
This year was particularly awesome — I killed seven dove! Seven!! Now this may be weird because I am a farmer’s daughter, which means I probably should have done this long ago. However, I haven’t and I couldn’t contain my excitement that afternoon. Dove with jalapeño and cream cheese wrapped in bacon for dinner that night — hallelujah Jesus I am from the South!
Taylor and I always making the best team. + Bruce :)
Love getting to spend time with this group of people.
Labor Day — can you be every weekend?