There are more ways to approach deer hunting than denominations of the church. That’s a fair comparison because to most deer hunters, their style and manner of hunting is religion. Some methods may be more productive. Some ways are deemed more sporting than others, leaving hunters looking down their noses at each other. Some folks … Continue reading
There was an old taxidermy and deer processing shop down in UpState South Carolina. This shop was around the side of the owners house, so it was pretty much open all the time for dropping off meat, but all the buzz was on Saturday morning. Saturday morning was not just buzzing because it was the … Continue reading
I was the oldest child, an oldest son. I’ve been accused of the things that come along with pecking order- the biggest piece of the candy bar, you name it. I never reconciled through the politics of birth order until my third son, Sam was born. That made my second son, Forrest, a middle child. … Continue reading
This afternoon I took a ride with my Dad. We got stuck in traffic on I-85 South for awhile and started cussin’ all the politicians that pay a visit to 52 different churches a year that voted against our new highway. We talked for a bit about a business we share, mostly positive– but a … Continue reading
A perfect solunar period and the brisk and unexpected first snap of cold across a day, grey and windy. Out over the edges, he broke his head through the dense line. Above that sleek thick head, long knurled tines forked out, plastered in dark rotting bark. They swayed gently with caution in a rhythmic cadence … Continue reading
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