hunter

Late in the evening Michael and Ezra had not given up on finding something to hunt. Nearly impossible was their task as Ezra would not sit still...opening the windows...closing the windows...turning the heater on...turning the heater off...talking...talking...talking. The rain, the fog, and the cold did not help.

Eventually they abandoned the blind to explore the gounds. No prize game to drag home and fill the freezer; but, prized memories to fill their minds and keep forever.

Your Daddy thinks of this trip each day, commenting on the anniversary of your trip together...it's been one week.

written 02.18.2013