Many of you have asked where in the world I've been.

All I know is that after 7 plus years of blogging and a different lappy, which I don’t like, I seem to have lost my blogging fervor.

Someday, when you least expect it, I will post again.

For those of you still waiting I say thank you.

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Friday, November 11, 2011

A Matter of Perspective


Now that we live on the Frozen Tundra, Fisherhubby has re-taken up bow hunting. He disappears for hours on end into the snowy wood and I am left at home to wonder if he has fallen from his tree stand, onto one of his arrows, and is lying amongst the roots with a broken leg or worse.

Today was one of those tree stand days.

Hunters are supposed to come out of the woods a half an hour before sundown, so a while ago when I saw that the sun was down, I gave his cell phone a little jingle to check on his progress.

"Are you lying on the ground impaled on one of your arrows?" queried I when he answered his phone.

"No", said he. "Why do you ask?"

"Well - - - it seems like you've been out there for a very long time." replied I.

"It seemed like a very short time to me." says he.

No - - - he did NOT get a deer, for which I am truly thankful since neither of us even LIKES venison.



Lynn said...

If he doesn't like to eat them, why does he murder them!!!?

Send that boy to his room!

podso said...

My husband's great grandfather died falling from a tree at age 70. He may have been hunting but there is also suspect he may have been a peeping tom, which is what this cartoon brings to mind, though I know your fisherhubby is out in the middle of nowhere. He must have a great deal of good thinking to do as well as enjoying nature to have the time pass so quickly.

Ellen aka Ellie said...

My brother, not retired, would hunt every day if he could. His sons are into it to. We grew up in suburbia, so the rest of his sibs wonder where he got this lust for the outdoors.

It is his passion.

Buttercup said...

I can't imagine it, but I have friends who would love to join your husband.

Cindy said...

"podso"'s comment is hilarious...sad...but hilarious

Carolyn said...

I don't like venison either. Glad my hubby isn't a hunter! My dad was and I used to refuse to eat any kind of meat until all the wrapped stuff in the freezer was gone. I suspect my mother used to throw it away little by little. haha