Is this December?

I am beginning to wonder if we are going to have winter this year. The temperatures were reminiscent of those in middle to late April. Yes, just eleven days to the New Year. Today has been a very quiet day. The wildlife have taken a vacation from sight. Around 3:00 this afternoon the sound of a gunshot echoed in the distance, not at all like yesterday . When gunshot after gunshot could be heard in the surrounding countryside. There are 6 days left in this season for me to try my hand at becoming a successful deer hunter . The ability to take the deer by surprise in an instant doesn't exist. Dry leaves crackle under foot. Again this evening as yesterday the wind dropped to nothing at 4:20 as the low setting sun was casting long shadows in the timber. Daylight has slipped away...can't see the animals but I know they are around. Time for all of us to slumber ... Then we'll all rise to meet the morning light and begin the cycle over.

Another Beautiful Day

What a gorgeous morning for the start of the second shotgun season...I was up before sunrise and outside as the eastern sky was still trying to draw forth the rays of the sun from its night of slumber. The moon was still trying to escape being chased ever so slowly by the light of day. My intention was to find some unsuspecting deer to bring back to the house but each time I could have possibly had a chance there was always an excuse why the shot wouldn't have worked. I have heard a multitude of gunshots very close by but not sure who was doing the shooting or what they had found worth the volley of slugs. They must have had more selection than I this fine morning. Maybe an animal or animals they could put in their freezer to put on the table when the winter finally becomes so cold out they aren't able to get to the store. It continues to be my full intent to be successful at bringing home at least one animal or bird from the hunting licenses I have purchased again this year. Every time I see the pheasants, turkey, or deer I get into an anxious mental and physical state. I head for the 20 gauge Remington shotgun on loan from a neighbor who has been hunting these woods ever since he was old enough to handle a gun. Most often times the creature has moved on beyond range before I am able to gather the gun and get my shoes on. (I don't like wearing shoes in the house) There is still time today for me to get my deer. I will try again this afternoon and evening if I don't have any visitors drop in. Updates to come...