Eric just sent me a text here at the office of him with two grouse. He went out to the bear swamp with my old 60's Savage over and under (20 gauge shotgun on bottom and 22 magnum on top) and bagged two, missing one. Another nice dinner (he ate his first one last night and I had a chicken breast). Still no deer for the freezer.
I am going to take a break from taking down gardens after work and take the view camera out for a bit before the early darkness. I love my work, but looking out my office window I realize today I am in need of fresh air and the moments of peace when I fall in ground glass and enter another world. I look for you in that world.
"I felt it shelter to speak to you." Emily Dickinson