I have the optimism of a 10 year old.
Here I sit in a ground blind in East Texas, all full of hope.
My 55 year old brain knows that since the acorns started falling I have not had one deer picture. I know I should be in a climber looking at a white Oak tree but my busted should will not let me climb.
So here I sit. All full of hope. I was here Sunday afternoon, Monday after work and again Tuesday , I saw nothing but something in my heart keeps bringing me back.
If you had asked me at 3:00 if I was going to hunt again today, I would have laughed and said " no I've learn my lesson" but when it got 5:00 I found myself hurrying around the house getting ready to go.
I guess in my heart I'm still that 10 year old that used to lay awake at night thinking about getting to hunt the next morning. Even though I can't remember seeing a deer back then much less getting to shoot at one
Here I sit in a ground blind in East Texas, all full of hope.
My 55 year old brain knows that since the acorns started falling I have not had one deer picture. I know I should be in a climber looking at a white Oak tree but my busted should will not let me climb.
So here I sit. All full of hope. I was here Sunday afternoon, Monday after work and again Tuesday , I saw nothing but something in my heart keeps bringing me back.
If you had asked me at 3:00 if I was going to hunt again today, I would have laughed and said " no I've learn my lesson" but when it got 5:00 I found myself hurrying around the house getting ready to go.
I guess in my heart I'm still that 10 year old that used to lay awake at night thinking about getting to hunt the next morning. Even though I can't remember seeing a deer back then much less getting to shoot at one
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