One of my favorite places to bowhunt fat, gray squirrels beneath the glowing colors of freshly fallen fall leaves is a damp lowland I call “the little woods.”
If I had to estimate its size, I would say that the miniature forest occupies about 3 1/2 acres of river bottom. Its configuration resembles an aged tobacco pipe, gigantic and square at one end, then long and slender at the other, but without the downward curve of Sherlock Holmes’ Calabash pipe. What this miniature forest lacks in size is more than made up for by the mature trees that produce masts that attract numerous gray squirrels, red squirrels, and their smaller cousins, the chipmunks.
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