~ happy butts ~
Yes, you're entirely correct...it's not nice to say butts, but, in this case it fits so beautifully. All three pups have butts in the air, noses to the ground as they snuffle out voles, moles or some other rodents. They, and I, are so easily entertained.How has it been today where you live? It's been absolutely wild here; cold, rainy, windy, warm and starting all over again. We're having winds of 50 to 60 miles per hour, the temperature is dropping and rain is lashing at the windows. Sometimes the sheets of rain are so thick, visibility is zero. It's supposed to do this all night long but my bed is warm, clean and cozy and I'm sure to sleep through it all. Like the ole feller said, "I can sleep through the night because I've prepared during the day."
~ see anything? ~
~ how about now? ~
We're in rifle season, hunters are after deer. This feller came strolling in, well after dawn, and made his way onto the mountain. I'm not sure if he shot anything or not but my guess is...not. I've noticed the men who hunt for food take their hunting a lot more seriously than the men who hunt for "sport". Although, I've often thought if sport hunters were serious about their "sport", why don't they take the deer on one on one or, at the very least, with a bow or muzzle loader? I don't understand killing for sport; it's rather reminiscent of those sicko Romans like Nero. Or am I being un-PC?Rebecca Writes is hosting November Gratitude; my heart is grateful for a strong house, warm beds and food enough to share. Maslow was right: food, shelter, clothing; after those three it's nothing but want.
Grace and Peace,
Sandra
i cannot abide hunting for sport. the Lord
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my daughter's husband's family hunts a
deer each fall with a bow and arrow! and
that is the only red meat they eat all
year.
very impressive to a city girl.
A house, a bed, and food are wonderful blessings!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog. I'm at the other end of VA. We were near 70 degrees today!
Hi Sandra,
ReplyDeleteMy dad was a hunter, I used to tease him that I thought he did it just to go sit in the woods! But he hunted for the meat, not for the sport.
Thank you so much for your kind words on my blog. I have so much I'd like to say to you I think I should send an email!
Blessings to all. Stay dry and warm.
Colleen
Hello Sandra,
ReplyDeleteIt's cooling off outside with some wind.
It's pheasant season around here.
God bless,
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Sport shooting. Only for clay targets. Otherwise, for me, it is insane cruelty. I'm almost in tears over the wonderful hero dog who some idiot accidently "put down." One day this will not be allowed. I'm praying. xx's
ReplyDeleteSo true,shelter, clothing & food.God provides, and a smart man abides, in Him.
ReplyDeleteWe are having the same weather you are. Our daughter and her family have been without power since Monday night, the windstorms knocked a lot of trees down, the trees took power lines down.
Praying for you both.
What a totally beautiful view! God is so amazing. Many Blessings to you. Niki xxx
ReplyDeleteI do love the view. Hunting is not something my family or my husband's family have ever done. Our weather is in the high 70s this week but we have a lovely storm coming this weekend. By Monday morning our lows will be in the 30s I can't wait.
ReplyDeleteNothing better than being in a warm bed with the rain pouring down and the wind blowing and feeling so safe.
You live in a beautiful place.
Beuatiful pictures, Sandra- and I like little butts, especially fuzzy ones! *squeeeal* LOL
ReplyDeleteMy hubby doesn't do much hunting anymore, it's simply too dangerous around here. (Too many nuts in the woods with weapons!) But we always ate what hubby killed, and was very thankful for a freezer full of venison.
Every time you mention your cove's wind I feel impressed. It's kind of like hearing people say they walked to school both ways in the snow... except that I know you aren't making it up.
ReplyDeleteSo... I keep trying to figure out what people actually do with Google Friend Connect. I see it on everyone's blog but as far as I can tell you can't read the blogs of people you connect to? The official website help doesn't make it clear to me, and I thought you would know.
Sandra, I had to laugh at your opening paragraph. I could picture your pups running around with their butts in the air chasing rats. :-)
ReplyDeleteIt kind of sounds like the old cartoons I used to watch when I was a kid :-)
~Ron
I'm with Lea, hunting for sport isn't the Godly thing to do. Those animals treasure their lives every bit as much as we do.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures of the farm...
Sandra, thanks for visiting Calamity Acres and now my heart is full from seeing the beautiful pictures of your land and home.
ReplyDeleteThe cold weather made me very grateful for our own humble home tonight, and I'm glad to be safe, warm and well.
Sandra,
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you posted a comment on my blog. I just love your blog. It is beautiful and I'm happy to make another blogger friend. I love your header photos and the puppies are so cute. Thanks for visiting my blog.
I hope you and your family have a blessed Thanksgiving.
We ate squirrel my brother hunted when I was a girl. Now my son-in-law hunts to help feed his family. I had never seen a deer after it had been killed, but I did last Sunday. Although I don't have a problem with hunting for food, I still thought to myself that this was a beautiful living creature just that morning.
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