As we stand at the threshold of the season, our boots firmly planted in Mississippi's fertile ground, we gaze toward the horizon with anticipation. Talk turns to the promise of rain and early season behavior, yet the spirit of the hunt remains unshaken. We invite you to step into our world, one where every rustling leaf could signal the approach of a wary bird and every call beckons a response. Here's to the stories yet written in the dappled light of the turkey woods, to the laughter and the...