I attempted to post this before but stupidly attached pictures showing rifle kills to it. So, I had a very difficult bow season. My Father-in-law passed away on Sept. 4 and being that he was a hunting buddy too that was hard. I'm a minister and performed the burial and then had to take care of my mother-in-laws affairs.
I ended up having an auction, selling his house and property, timbering the original family farm and eventually buying that farm. By the time I got my mother-in-law in the retirement community she wanted in bow season was about shot!
When Thanksgiving rolled around I found myself pretty down when I took a walk in the woods. It was beautiful, quiet and had all the right sounds and smells that triggered those feelings I've loved for more than 45 years now.
So, I did something I haven't done in years and that was dust off my rifle and went deer hunting! God saw fit to bring me a large doe the first Saturday and a "BIG" 10 pt. the last day. When I walked up to that buck I looked up to Heaven and just said thanks for this great sport of hunting that I've been blessed to be a part of. I didn't have the kind of kills with my sticks that I prefer but I was still a part of the hunt. Just thought I'd share!
Topic: A Walk in the woods (Read 191 times)
