I see a seasoned veteran who has his gear laid out for tomorrows hunt. It's been raining all day but his hip and knees tells him it will be barely misting in the morning. I see through his eyes the bed of moist oak leaves that he is stalking through and the deer will be nosing around in for any left over acorns. He sees this in his minds eye and the anticipation swells up in him. He sleeps well dispite the excitement. He's been down this trail before. Thermos in one hand, bow and arrow (he only needs one)in the other. He is standing on the bed of moist oak leaves well before day light. No flashlight for this guy. He has thought his way here. Hot coffee stinging his lips, this is the best time of day. Some unidentifiable, soft,subtle sounds only adds to the anticipation. It is the kind of morning where it goes from dark to grey and never gets any lighter and one could never tell a difference in the progress day light was making. It is barely light enough to make out ghost like shapes. Are they deer or are they brush? Brush does not move. The stalk is on. Every sense is in overdrive. Even the nerve cells on his skin is taking in data and processing it.
Somebody else finish this. I've got to go to a meeting.
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