We had to wear our blaze orange vests and hats while working because the firearm deer hunting season started Saturday and it sounded like a war zone out here.
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The next order of business is converting the tractor over to winter mode with the attachment of the three stage snow blower and chains. Our son Ben helps with that every year. It is nice to spend the time together with him.
Saturday night we had supper at Sue's folks home. Once again Harv and Molly outdid themselves with a fantastic meal that was topped off with fresh dutch apple pie.
On the way home we saw the deer I am sure many hunters were looking for. It was pitch black and all of a sudden Sue exclaimed "DEER!" Standing in the middle of the dark country road was a beautiful ten point buck. I brought the truck to a stop about 20 feet from the trophy and he just stood there staring at us. After a few seconds he ran off into the ditch and out across a field where he disappeared into the darkness.
I was out on our back deck Sunday morning shortly before 7:00 watching the sunrise and the early morning calm was shattered by gunshots. Before the flurry was over, I counted 32 shots. Now, there must have been a huge herd of deer or hunters who were terrible shots. I have never heard so many shots in such a short period of time. I hope the big buck we saw wasn't involved.
Tune in again soon for another edition of "Now What Are They Doing?"
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