Today is also the first day of hunting season so I will now have to wear bright, shiny orange clothing, and put a bright, shiny orange vest onto the Home Security System who I so fondly refer to as an Asshat. Yes people around here are pretty crazy when it comes to shooting and are not apposed to shooting at pretty much anything which moves in the bush. Ducking a bullet is not so much fun so an attire which frankly doesn't match my complexion, or hair, is the next best protection. Hubby actually went out with his gun this morning and wandered around the back forty looking for Bambi to kill. I did not. I am not so much a fan of deer meat so find that I cannot get behind the need to kill off animals which are doing us no harm. Of course I say this as a person who hasn't planted a garden yet. Perhaps next year I will be singing a different tune.
So having paid my house and land taxes this morning, made porridge, sipped coffee, and blogged around a bit I am now ready and willing to go a hunting for the elusive wood pile. Wish me luck.