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I love the four seasons. Each one has special meaning and opportunity. Fall is hunting which I love, have always loved. Yes, I continue each fall to pursue meat for the freezer. Also football, basketball, leaves turning gold, orange and softly falling from the trees, preparing to take a long snooze. Winter is clear and crisp with gorgeous snow or can't-see-a-thing blizzards! Skiing, snowmobiles and icy roads but beautiful none the less. We need the snow to provide the moisture for spring....
Hunting is hunting, fishing is fishing, right? Should not make a difference what it is, my opinion. I've got a pee-down-your-leg, belly laugh story. True, happened last night.... I am a woman who has hunted and fished all her life. I enjoy all types of adventures and especially enjoy hunting. I have hunted many species. Last night. Mouse. I live in a top floor condo. Somehow mice are finding their way in. Me and my Jack Russell girl named Winnie have successfully bagged several. A couple days...
Looking out the window I see melting snow, new grass emerging from a long winters nap, fragile buds starting to come to life. Springtime in the Swan Valley represents memories. My teenager years. Saddling my horse after a quick brushing, too excited to do the job proper, my saddle bag containing a package of hamburger, one potato, one carrot, some tinfoil, salt & pepper. Matches, maybe some pitch to help start the fire to cook a meal at some point. The good ole' days. Riding from the family home...
