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Just after 8:00 A.M. a most beautiful sound rises on the air. It’s a new season; the hounds have hit! Their voices lift gloriously above the trees with the horn an underlying accompaniment. Such a joy to finally hear this song again! My horse’s ears perk forward listening to the pack’s progress. Crows complain heartily along the treetops while the hounds rustle deep on the line, picking their way. On the dirt road, easy work, my horse is content to stand while we listen.
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