Mr. Anderson; perhaps you had neglected to put on your spectacles before reading my post..... after I have my buck (we don't shoot does in Vermont) dressed and hanging, and only then, will I arise well after sunrise. Until I kill my buck I am the first to rise, eat, dress and holler one last time to my slumbering companions
"Get up and get out!!" and usually the only one who sees deer slipping off like apiritions to their bedding areas.
"Church"? My "Church" during the months of the Harvest Moon and the Hunter's Moon is where God or the Great Spirit dwells - outdoors in the cathedral of tall trees, vivid stained glass foliage, crystalline mountain brooks and the purity of new snow in marshmallow puffs on everything.
And I've graduated from chewing slippers.... those are for pups.
