Monday, September 26, 2011
The gentle afternoon breezes are knocking these apples to the ground. As you can plainly see, the trees have not been sprayed so the apples are pretty much worm infested. We don't eat them, but the deer love 'em. Last week, Elenka spied 4 of them scampering about a big tree out back, jumping on each others' backs and jumping up trying to knock more off the branches. They seemed to be acting more like kittens than deer. Hunting season in Maine is fast approaching. As a matter of fact, Maine Moose Hunting season(by lottery permit only) opens today at sunrise. I'm not a hunter, but I do have many friends that partake each fall. My friend Jason has a moose permit for the first time ever and will be heading off to his camp in Washington county soon. He's pretty excited. He loves the hunt, but for him it's really all about camaraderie of being with his sons and best buddies for a week or so. I'm not going to start the pro/con hunting debate this morning. I'll end this with 'to each his own'. When you live in large rural state like Maine, I find it a pretty good rule to follow, hunting or otherwise.