For us, March is not about basketball - rather, it is all about turkeys. Beginning March 1st all of the male members of our household and staff get rather antsy, start dragging out progidous amounts of camoflauge clothing, and blowing increasingly irritating calls on wingbones, box calls, diaphragms...
When the 15th actually rolls around, it is truly a relief to be able to push them out of the door (and to lock it behind them....for a few hours, anyway).
Thank heavens that we struck gold on that first day. All of the pent-up anticipation was relieved, and life became much more bearable:
Dustin "Gotta Go' Horn scored early on the morning of the 15th - good thing, because he never seems to have the time to stay longer than about 18 hours or so. Must be nice to be so in demand....
See the relief on Jim's face? Those long days full of turkey calling and gear arrangement are worth it!
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