Hunting Season

Well it's that time of year again, time for Larry to don the camo clothes and all the gear and to leave the nest. It also signifies the time that I become a hunter's widow - not really, but if you are married to a hunter - you understand.

I love to hunt, don't get me wrong, but watching and "listening" to hunting programs on television year 'round and having to kick boots, camo and stinky hunting gear out of the way to get to one part of the room kind of makes this time of year - well, STINKO for me. I like to get out in November during gun season, but I'm way far from being DIE HARD hunter woman! Honestly, I'm glad Larry only likes to deer/bear/turkey hunt because I think if he took up duck hunting or whatever else there might be - SNIPE HUNTING- I think I may run away screaming!!

However, there is an UP side to all of this! I LOVE LOVE LOVE the Fall and the fresh smell in the air. I love the changing leaf colors and the planning of the coming holidays. I love, from time to time, the quiet serenity that being out in God's land brings - as well as the quiet that comes from the hunter being on the prowl of his game. I like having the remote control to myself - even if it means I have to watch DVR'd shows! I like hearing the stories of hunts past that are relived when the family catches up on the day's hunt. I do miss Grandpa, though. This is the time of year he loved as well.

I should have known when I met Larry that this would be a life time passion for him and would become part of my life! We didn't get to go on a date for several weeks when the time was come for us to do so - BECAUSE it was a hunting season... so I waited, semi-patiently! (Well worth the wait I might say!) I will say that when important things came along, like Hudson's birth, that hunting took a back seat. I'll never forget that morning - Larry was planning a bow hunting excersion with Will when my water broke and I had to "pleasure" of meeting Will at the door and telling him that "Larry will NOT be going hunting today!"

Hunting for the Robertson Household is pretty much a way of life - be it good or bad. Hunting has helped me decorate my home *pictures to come!*, hunting has opened many conversations with my students who might otherwise be silent, it has provided me with many hours of conversation with God in the beauty of the Arkansas mountains and hills... hunting IS part of our lives.

I hope you all have a wonderful Fall and if you hunt, be very careful out there and REMEMBER - you have family waiting for you at home!