Ever since I can remember deer hunting, I have dreaded July and August. Not because deer season is not here yet but because it will soon be. And if I am going to be ready for the cooler mornings of September and the colder days of October and November, I have to force myself into the heat of summer in order to shoot my bow, put out my cameras, and hang tree stands. For the past several weeks the temperatures around here have been scorching with humidity hovering around insanity. I mow my grass thirty minutes before dark and weed eat the next morning at daylight. Every other hour is sweltering. If I do have to work outside during the day, I usually do so in short increments in order to keep from dying of a heat stroke! Have I made my point? Yet, I know if I am going to be able to make an accurate shot, I need to be shooting my bow every day no matter what weather I’m faced with. I’ll do it but I don’t have to like it.
It really is amazing to me that just about everything in life points to one unchangeable principle – you hardly every reap in the same season as you sow. In fact, the term itself has been hijacked from the farmer. He knows, like none other, that truth. I imagine it has given him not only wisdom in other areas but…
For complete coverage, see the August 5th edition of The Lexington Progress.