Within the glorious display of autumn,

Brilliant yet dusky colors of gold and mauve,

The untouched country side filled with still green valleys,

Amidst the waters blue they lay,

The grand antlered beasts, docile yet free to roam at will,

Filling their bellies with forage, carefree and searching for a mate,

Their fate is sealed,

The days have come,

When emboldened hunters trek through swamps, muck and cat tails,

When the stillness of nature is broken with the sound of a gun,

Death comes quickly,

Or maybe not,

The adrenaline pumps,

Telling the brain that this is the hunt,

A time of extreme excitement,

Maybe a deer will die today,

Or maybe not,

The hunt isn’t all about death,

It’s a time for hunters to bond in the glorious abundance of God’s creation,

A time of escape from the every day,

A time to renew old friendships,

A time for life.







As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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3 Responses to THE HUNT BEGINS

  1. Vicki says:

    I’ve never been a fan of hunting but recently I changed my view when watching a show where a chef went hunting for deer. He mentioned how the deer lives a happy life wandering, eating, and procreating until the day when a hunter with a sure shot suddenly ends its life. Compare that with animals raised in crowded and probably poor conditions is loaded on a truck and taken to a slaughterhouse where it meets a fearful death.. so now I have no problem with those that are hunting for food.. but of course, trophy is another matter.


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