musings of an outdoorsman
“Okay, guys, I’ll give you a dollar for every shot you make on target.” That’s the offer I made my sons if they could hit the can lying on the ground with the bottom of a soda can facing them at a distance of forty-five yards. “I’ll give you two
“It’s nice to be back here, even if only for a week.” I got up around 3am this morning. I didn’t have anything to do, or anywhere to go; I love waking up early. As per my usual, I got up, took a shower, shaved, got dressed, made my bed
I’ve not posted anything in the past week. I’ve been distracted with my departure and going through a bad case of the “pee pee dance.” Have you ever needed to go to the bathroom while driving, but decide to try and get home first? Somehow, you’re able to hold it
I woke up this morning extraordinarily pensive. Today’s my last day of work. Originally it was Friday, but decided earlier in the week I’m good and asked the boss if I could make Thursday my last day. And while I was originally set to go home Saturday, I figured since
but I’m going to leave this royalty free image here for inspiration, until I can replace the picture with one of my own.
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