an experience only someone who sits in trees can relate
it looks as sound as the day I built it
and I build up a sweat climbing the 15 feet with my pack, camera,tripod and rifle slung over my shoulder
the view is the same
Spectacular!
North up the beaver meadow 300 yards
South behind me one hundred
game trails crossing from East to West
a trickle of a stream flows by me
what once was a pond long and narrow
A neighboring Balsam has crowded my perch
with the few small branches I break, the most pleasant aroma engulphs my watch
sense of smell is one of the greater gifts I enjoy.
I’ve yet to see a deer from here
but it doesn’t really matter
the view, the creek, chickadees and squirrels
they all keep me entertained
hunting is much more than taking a deer
it’s the solitude
the peace, the calm, the wind, the smell
the outdoors
if a successful hunt is measured in meat and antlers
I have failed miserably
yet….. I have more trophy’s than any man I know
for each day outdoors is an adventure to me
and every adventure is my trophy
A Day in a Tree
November 24, 2012 by Leave a Comment
I’ve been here before, many times in fact
somewhere right here, is my tree
it’s been a few years and my memory has faded
with a shrug and a geezzzz…… “there it is” whisper, I feel embarrassed 
an experience only someone who sits in trees can relate
it looks as sound as the day I built it
and I build up a sweat climbing the 15 feet with my pack, camera,tripod and rifle slung over my shoulder
the view is the same
Spectacular!
North up the beaver meadow 300 yards
South behind me one hundred
game trails crossing from East to West
a trickle of a stream flows by me
what once was a pond long and narrow
A neighboring Balsam has crowded my perch
with the few small branches I break, the most pleasant aroma engulphs my watch
sense of smell is one of the greater gifts I enjoy.
I’ve yet to see a deer from here
but it doesn’t really matter
the view, the creek, chickadees and squirrels
they all keep me entertained
hunting is much more than taking a deer
it’s the solitude
the peace, the calm, the wind, the smell
the outdoors
if a successful hunt is measured in meat and antlers
I have failed miserably
yet….. I have more trophy’s than any man I know
for each day outdoors is an adventure to me
and every adventure is my trophy
an experience only someone who sits in trees can relate
it looks as sound as the day I built it
and I build up a sweat climbing the 15 feet with my pack, camera,tripod and rifle slung over my shoulder
the view is the same
Spectacular!
North up the beaver meadow 300 yards
South behind me one hundred
game trails crossing from East to West
a trickle of a stream flows by me
what once was a pond long and narrow
A neighboring Balsam has crowded my perch
with the few small branches I break, the most pleasant aroma engulphs my watch
sense of smell is one of the greater gifts I enjoy.
I’ve yet to see a deer from here
but it doesn’t really matter
the view, the creek, chickadees and squirrels
they all keep me entertained
hunting is much more than taking a deer
it’s the solitude
the peace, the calm, the wind, the smell
the outdoors
if a successful hunt is measured in meat and antlers
I have failed miserably
yet….. I have more trophy’s than any man I know
for each day outdoors is an adventure to me
and every adventure is my trophy
Pictures in My Mind
March 4, 2012 by 1 Comment
Pictures in My Mind
I stood in silence in the deep snow
bathing in the beauty of my surroundings would be an understatement, I was drowning.
This spot in the woods was just that…a spot. It wasn’t a destination, it didn’t have open vistas, no waterfalls
or colorful leaves………It was just a spot.
Yet that spot held me in its embrace and wouldn’t let go.
Sky the deepest blue,
the river just a whisper, a faint trickle under the ice.
Snow so white it was crisp, sharp like a knife.
Warm air carried the scent of rain.
I tried in vain to capture that moment,
the beauty, the serenity of it all!
A great photographer I’ll never be, yet my mind holds the most vivid pictures I have ever taken.
The colors, the breeze, the aroma…… they’re all there.
A never ending photo album, page after breathtaking page of the most spectacular spots I’ve ever seen.
Few pictures can ever do those moments justice.
Those moments when we realize the perfection of Nature,
of how small we are in this universe. When the simple beauty of the landscape makes you feel …….. complete!
I can never and will never be able to convey the love I felt today.
I’ll never be able to show you the world that I saw, so beautiful, so peaceful, so perfect.
Forever they remain, pictures in my mind.
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