My time spent at the Taj was still memorable and something that I loved doing. I did get to see a lot of partridge up close and chickadees, nut hatches, blue jays, squirrels and some does and fawns. Plus... I saw a weasel climb a tree! (photos on prior posts) That in itself was enough. Plus ... big bonus ... the quiet time!
Sometimes I think it does the soul good to just have some quiet time to sit and contemplate over stuff, come to decisions, and reflect on cherished memories. Every day out there I had such wonder thoughts of my Dad and the many hunts spent with him. Also, so many thoughts of my sister Lana, who has passed on and the many hours of laughter that she bought to the family. Also, thinking back to the many holidays that we once spent with Slim's family before his parents and grandparents passed on. His mother was a hoot! While she was still living, and before I got into hunting, it was tradition that we would spend opening day of hunting season Christmas shopping. She was like a hamster on steroids the way she could run those store aisles! She'd have a photographic memory ... run through the mall on a look and seek mission then back track to get the best deals. That gal was a master shopper if there ever was one.
It's cold out ... and we're covered with snow.
Winter has hit the north woods with a vengence. Last week we were in the 40's and this morning it was 8 degrees out. Another reason that I'm grateful the hunting season has come to an end. The guys were asking me if I wanted to keep on hunting ... it's muzzle loader season now for the next week. I told them I'd consider it ONLY if the temps get into the double digits again... and preferably the first number has to start with at least a 2.
So for now ... the hunting is over ... back to normal. I have about 3 loads of laundry calling my name and a refrigerator that needs a good clean out. Anybody want to come and do some domestic diva chores for me? A little vacuuming, floor scrubbing, clean the porcelain throne, etc...
Until next time ...
So it goes in my neck of the woods.