11/09/2026
A nice to view to end the weekend. I’ve spent more hours in the tree this year than I think any other year by this time. Despite the warm weather, I’ve been able to harvest a doe and fill the freezer.
It’s interesting. I have an inherent need for the meat, but once I have that checked off the list I never call it a season. Being in the tree watching nature exist and unfold beneath my feet provides me with a feeling that I have separated myself from the progression and passing of time and that I’m existing in a moment for hours on end.
I’m blessed beyond measure, and though my idea of a higher power is in constant development, i feel closest to whoever or whatever that is when I’m out here.
Side note- a huge thank you to my wife who battles through a newborn and toddler while I am out in pursuit of meat and meaning.
