£40.00
Mid-morning on a warm September day, early mists still holding to the high ground above the fringe of the moor. The heather is already browning after its purple flowering, its glory soon past. First find of the day sends an old campaigner’s blood racing and gives him a chance to show his young brace mate, his grandson maybe, how it is done in style. A fascinating and meticulously detailed study of two noble setters.