Well folks, we may have actually made it. I write this to you on the first day of spring, and hallelujah, we may actually be there. To spring, that is.
After coming through the recent ice age a few weeks ago, we had a few days of warmer weather, and then it snowed, and then it snowed again. I wondered if maybe the groundhog was flexing his weather-predicting muscles, as if we weren’t taking his position seriously.
(READ MORE: Mr. Groundhog is a cute bundle of trouble who keeps varmint hunters busy)
Anyway, I thought this week would be a good time for “Guns & Cornbread” to feature another edition of “Letters to the Outdoors Writer” — this one with readers’ notes related to all things spring. It is, of course, a grand time of year, and I know you brothers and sisters in camo have some questions for me.
So here goes.
