Well what a weekend.
I am a hunter (hence wildlife biologist) so this is not about quilting but the crazy hunting story I have. Picture it a cool brisk 34 degrees in the Ozarks, 3 hrs into hunting only seeing 2 small doe. I am standing up in my stand at this point cause my little toes are freezing, and I happen to look over my right shoulder and there he is. A decent 6 point, and I have never killed anything with a muzzleloader so yeah he was going down. I get a good aim on him fire a good shot and hit him. He runs a few yards and then starts flipping over. I was wondering what in the world happened. I get down go over there and he has managed to run full force into a tree and break one whole side of his antlers off and the tip of 2 other points on the other side. (Oh and didn't find the main beam that broke off just a few shards is all) WHAT IN THE WORLD!!!!!! Who does this happen to. Uggh! Well anyway he will taste just as good but man what a crazy day!
On a quilting note I did get one of my projects bound and have sever more to go. I am to tired to get in the sewing room and get started so I think hand sewing the binding this evening is where its at!
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