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My Second Deer

When I was six years old, my Dad, my sister and I went hunting.  About thirty minutes after we got in the blind, my sister fell asleep, Then we waited. 79 more words

Arkansas

Portrayal. 

How do you want the world to see you? It’s a simple question with a very complex answer. When I was working for the Forest Service they told us we represent the Forest Service on and off the clock. 760 more words

Archery

Where It All Began

When I was a kid I remember my dad used to keep a notebook in a shelf above his bed in our camper. I never knew what it was until years later. 543 more words

Archery

Hello Again my fellow hunters!

Hello Again,

I apologize for my absence in blogging these last few months. I’m pregnant! Due in the next few weeks actually! Leave it to my fiancé and I to have a baby right in the beginning of hunting season! 419 more words

My First Deer

When I was six years old, my Dad and I went hunting.  It was about thirty minutes till dark and then a doe walked out.   My Dad handed the gun to me so I got the gun up and shot. 38 more words

Arkansas

Traditional Bowhunting Prep

The light is changing, it is a little more clear, a little crisper. I can see the difference. The hazy, milky light of Summer, clouded with dust and pollen and the flotsam and jetsam of reproducing plants is almost gone. 267 more words