A few days ago, these several pallet displays of low brass 12 gauge shells by the case were five-to-six feet high and squared-off. Then, dove season hit this weekend.
Of note, if you haven’t gone on a Deep South dove hunt in September– which is often done with your best friends over a corn or soybean field while wearing shorts and flipflops and debating everything from the moon landing to politics– you haven’t lived the Southern experience.