"His Face Was As Flushed With Victory As His Spear Was With Blood"
We've already waxed melodic about how much we enjoy farmers who write.
Here's an expressive gem of an essay from Andy Griffin about hunting feral pigs in Carmel Valley.
"One day Jimmy watched the host take a whiff of cocaine, mount a polo pony, and chase a boar with a lance."
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