Reflections on Hunting

It’s the time of the year when hunters show themselves then walk into the woods.  It’s a time that makes me a little nostalgic for a time when everybody was a hunter-not because I hunt but because the fall always brought my family together for deer hunting. Milking cows maintained a priority through the deer … Continue reading Reflections on Hunting

My Summer

My summer is shorter than most, it certainly is shorter than the calendar summer. The hottest days, the most humid afternoons-I leave those for someone else.  My summer happens in little single-serving portions that I save like ketchup and mustard packets until I have enough for a meal. I assemble my summer from various parts … Continue reading My Summer