**Warning: this post contains information pertaining to hunting which we depend on for food and survival. If this is offensive then please check out the ‘In the Farmhouse’ page and category. I respect your opinion and I ask that you respect mine. I can not explain our desire to hunt any better than a fellow blogger, The Country Man’s Wife, so I direct you to her site. Specifically, her response to the first comment following the post “Tree Stand Celebration.” (she also has a cute post today about her babies)**
On to my post….Got Meat?
Well, we almost did not have any meat until last night. We’ve been running low on our deer & beef and only remaining ground meat are specialties like breakfast sausage. Great for breakfast, not my favorite in spaghetti. Store bought meat contains too many artificial ingredients and ‘what ifs’ in my mind. My favorite butcher is an inconvenient 35 miles away. So I’d really prefer that someone harvest a deer.
Bow season/harvest in Illinois begins Oct. 1st. Since that day we haven’t seen one deer on our property. This is the longest dry spell in our family’s history. Now there are several theories floating around but just when you think you have the species figured out they do something else. Needless to say my hubby had been in the dumps as of late. So I kicked him out to the great prairie. Ok, he called our neighboring farmer and asked if he could hunt out on his property. Just before the sun set he saw two deer within shooting range. He shot at one that was only 15 yards away and missed. His second shot at about 40 yards was a hit. Hmmm?
Through the dark, wet night with thunder rumbling from above and lightening streaking across the sky, out he & my brother-in-law went to locate his harvest. The blood trail was strong at first and then trailed off, probably due to oncoming rain. Finally, they found the buck.
Certainly not a trophy buck, but we don’t hunt for trophies, we hunt for survival.
I was jumping up and down, “We have meat, we have meat, we have meat!” No more sausage spaghetti, hurray! Not really, but I sure was relieved.
So now I can answer my question, “Got meat?” Yes we do!! My next post is going to be another recipe. One which makes a tantalizing meal that easily double as an crowd pleasing appetizer. Following that post, a review of another fellow blogger who has inspired me with a challenge.
‘Til next time!
The weather has turned cool, the leaves are changing into beautiful colors, the combines are spinning their wheels and spiders are plentiful. (Ugh!) I realize the first official day of fall came & passed a couple of weeks ago but until today I just wasn’t ready or in the mood. I LOVE the fall but it reminds me that winter comes next.
We took a drive up to my hubby’s grandma’s farm which is currently getting a face-lift. As we drove I admired the new colors and a funny story from last year came to mind. Willis & I were discussing the change of summer to fall. I told him that there were four seasons and proceeded to list off Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter. Immediately *with a capital E! LOL!* he exclaimed “No, no, no, Mama! You forgot deer season!!!” It was another one of those moments when I thought my tongue really would fall off from biting it so hard. I tried my best not to giggle and said that he was correct there is a deer season. I couldn’t resist emailing his teacher and sharing the story. Apparently, I had again forgotten another season. The class had also been discussing the change in seasons and when they listed our four traditional seasons he insisted they were wrong and proceeded to correct the teacher by saying…
“No, no, no!! You forgot deer season & combine season!!” So in our home we celebrate six seasons during the year! You can’t fault him for being wrong. The eyes of a child sure can simplify life and put things in perspective.
Speaking of deer season…it started at sun-up on Friday morning. At 7:15am, my brother harvested his first doe of this year’s ‘Deer season.’ He closed the day by harvesting a button buck. I called him yesterday evening and just moments before he had two walk under his stand. Don’t worry, I asked that he leave a few for the rest of us!
Have a great sunny, fun week!!