Ponder Pages

It's that time of the year, again. The start of the hunting seasons. The husband is a bow hunter, for deer that is. Every year he has some tale to tell about one that got away. This year is no different. There are usually many over all the seasons he hunts in. The first one just happened last night. He had been up in his tree stand and off in the distance he saw a deer, but he forgot the binoculars so he could not tell what it was. Well, as it started to get to dark to see right he climbed down from his tree stand and headed for the four wheeler. Along the path he drove, he went by a kind of a low spot that was not suppose to have anything that was dark looking in it. He stopped trying to figure out what it was. He thought bear. So for some reason he decided to start growling at it. It didn't move. He starting waving his arms while he growled at it. It didn't move. He tried to get louder at the growling while he waved his arms. Suddenly it slowly moved. It was a buck. A h

Last week the husband and I went up north for a few days. Up north I mean to the upper peninsula of Michigan. We went to places like St. Ignace where we climbed Castle rock. It is on the north side of the bridge. This is view from the top over looking the bay. We then headed up to Sault Ste. Marie where we watched some big ships go through the locks. I forgot the camera at the motel. We would have loved to go into Canada but no pass ports. So we just looked across the locks into Canada. Some day I will get a pass port and be able to so I can say bin there done that. Another thing we went to was Oswalds Bear Ranch. It's the only bear ranch of it's kind in the US. They take in bears that have been rescued I think they were all cubs when they first arrive. There are about 29 there right now.  You can get your picture taken with a cub. There are two there right now. These bears are given the chance when it's around winter time to leave if they want but I think most stay.

Sitting here on a nice quiet Saturday morning looking out the patio door, I was watching the mist that was hanging over the field slowly start to lift when the oldest one came upstairs and headed for the bathroom. She is usually not up this early because she works nights but her and the boy friend are going to a race today and she in a way does not want to go because it involves camping. She is not a camper. She wants to only sleep in her own bed and she hates the possibility of bugs. She is trying to find away to get out of it or take my car so she can leave when she wants to. But I need my car for the weekend. I told her she should have been honest to the boy, and said she didn't want to camp. It's only a couple of hours before he gets here to pick her up so we'll see what kind of excuse she can come up with to not camp. It's looking like it's going to be a nice weekend around here. Lots of sun, temps in the 70's. Today I will be heading up to the family ca