Like that earlier grouse hunter Aldo Leopold, Mark Parman takes to the woods when the aspens are smoky gold.
Distilling twenty seasons of grouse hunting into these essays, he writes of old dogs and gu.
Here, in an evocative almanac that chronicles the early season of the grouse hunt through its end in the snows of January, Parman follows his dog through the changing trees and foliage, thrills to the sudden flush of beating wings, and holds a bird in hand, thankful for the meal it will provide.
Like that earlier grouse hunter Aldo Leopold, Mark Parman takes to the woods when the aspens are smoky gold