She thinks I am working on the spam remodel. I started, but thought I would run in here and check the forum. That was a half hour ago. I am in the midst of putting in a farm house sink and it is fighting me. I know from experience to let it rest for a while and things may go smoother.
I should have insisted she start hunting again years ago. She was really good. She has off the chart patients and will sit motionless for hours on end. And she shoots the crossbow as well if not better then me. I am really looking forward to sharing some hunts with her but it will mean changing some strategies. She will not use a climber. So it looks like ladder stands or the ground are the only options.
There is another benefit I have discovered. I have the house to myself. I can do what ever I want. The possibilities are now endless! This is fabulous! All these years I could have transformed the house into my own supersized man cave had I known.
I raise the binoculars once again to view the ladder stand. As I focus the lenses I see the blond hair cascading from under the hood of the camo frogtogs. Then I see my Leica's being held by the hunter. She is looking at me. She raises her index finger and slowly moves it back and forth in a no no motion.
Sorry for cutting this one short.
I have to go back to the spam.
