Tradition warms the heart on a cold bird hunt
The hunters return to the old red farmhouse. They shuffle in and begin shedding layers.
Hunting December pheasants can be cold.
One of the hunters gathers newspaper and kindling and starts a fire in the Franklin stove, throwing on chunks of elm. The others unlace boots and plug in boot dryers. They hang stocking caps and gloves and shirts on the drying rack.
Someone preheats the oven for lasagna.