Looks like we have a damn bear in the back woods. A large pile of bear shit filled with berry seeds right on the woods path, within ten yards from the hunting slot. The game camera did not work last night, so I don't know if he found the apples back there or not. Just what we DON"T want, this close to archery opener on 10/1. I sure don't want to be buying bags of corn for his 350lb ass to gobble up. One good thing is that this year there is plenty of natural food, so I hope he or she moves on.
“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum