I was going back through some old articles on my blog when I came across this one. It is my favorite story. Memories tend to fade into the background. They get replaced by new memories. But rereading this story was like reliving these moments. I recalled details that I forgot, such as how sharp the air is in winter or how clear the stars. It’s strange and wonderful that I have come full circle in my life; back to nature but now with an adult’s appreciation for relationships and the fragility of life.
It’s past hunting season, but I hope you take the time to read it and that maybe it inspires something in yourself. www.guildbrookfarm.com/my-first-buck/
Guildbrook Farm
I was going back through some old articles on my blog when I came across this one. It is my favorite story. Memories tend to fade into the background. They get replaced by new memories. But rereading this story was like reliving these moments. I recalled details that I forgot, such as how sharp the air is in winter or how clear the stars. It’s strange and wonderful that I have come full circle in my life; back to nature but now with an adult’s appreciation for relationships and the fragility of life.
It’s past hunting season, but I hope you take the time to read it and that maybe it inspires something in yourself. www.guildbrookfarm.com/my-first-buck/
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