Life through the Lens (14 February 2021)

When my eyesight was still good, I was a bit of an amateur photographer. This is one of mine.

image showing a silhouette of a camera

My neighbour christened this guy Bruno. Where I am, they breed pheasants in order to shoot them (I believe they call it sport). I therefore welcome escapees, and Bruno very sensibly spent the winter living in my front garden. Isn’t he beautiful?

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  1. La chasse was very popular in Northern France. So much so that they were a danger to me and the dogs when we were out walking. Dauphy did once fetch us a ‘stolen’ pheasant which made a very nice Sunday lunch!

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  2. Few dogs large or small I’ve found difficult to like. Especially fond of large dogs . A bad person, I suppose, I’ve in the past hunted. Truly evil, I’m not even in a recovery group. This. Mr B, is a great pic. I lament the loss of the ring-necked pheasant in the northern US Midwest. Gents, huntsmen (we call’m ‘hunters’ here) are not all bad people (and not always men, whatever that means). Been tending fences. seen a hunter and his Dauphy out working a field; D put up a brace of nice birds, within range, clear shot, and watched both hunters simply admire. Different kind of hunting, I suppose. Thanks for the lovely ride back many (many) years and as always prompt to re-assessment.

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