DEAR hunting

I just got back from the Lincoln National Forest. I was invited on my husband's deer hunt. You heard me right. Invited! He said we need to do more fun things together than just work. I was thinking like movies, dinners, wine under the stars..... well, guess what?? I got all that on this darn deer hunt. For movies, we sat and watched panoramic scenery and wild life and told our own stories for the dialogue. We had delicious meals over a camp stove, most cooked and handed to me on a tin plate in front of a open fire circled by river rock. And the wine tasted so good under the best star lit sky- where we tried to find the constellations we had learned as kids, with a backdrop of elk bugling in the forest.






We panned for gold in the streams, and awed at the gold in the trees. We hiked and sat, and cuddled and laughed and talked without cell phones, tvs, ipods, computers and real-life drama. It was rather idyllic, thoreau-ish....... And we didn't even kill a deer . But the sweetest thing of all, after 3 days of this, he drew me in close and said, "I've had you to myself all this time, but I still haven't got enough of you." .... and I'm thinkin,... hmmm, my darling farmer..... we found our gold after all, and the hunt, well that was about finding us again .... and again.