Sitting here with a fire in the firepit, a cold adult beverage, good music playing on iPad. I have three deer (a young buck, and two does) munching on corn just 15 yards from where I sit.
Times like this makes me realize how blessed that I am. I spent this morning picking up trash along road that we (local IWLA Chapter) sponsor, then went and had a fun (yet humbling) round of sporting clays with good, old friends.
Fellow, TradGangers, take every opportunity to count your many blessings. To those facing adversities, we are praying for you.
A Happy and Blessed Father's Day (early, I know) to all fellow TradGangers. We are indeed blessed!