I have been trying to come up with a name for the homestead, having given up Rabbit Moon Farm some years ago. I think I have found one that is suitable and that a cursory Google search reveals has not been taken yet. I'll sit on it for a couple days and see if it fits well.
Friday, November 21, 2014
I dunno. I'm not gonna give up. I'll go out after the Thanksgiving break when the neighbors calm down on their shooting and the construction/logging down the road finishes. Maybe then I'll be able to see something.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
I can hunt on my own land without a hunter's education course or license. Deer season here lasts until January 15 because we're in the southern zone. Bow hunting can be done during rifle season if I choose, but I have to wear at least 500 square inches of orange. That means I can start hunting in September and go until January. I do still have to keep a record, though.
So, that's the summary of bow hunting regs as they apply to me and my desire to bow hunt.
I think I'm going to stop checking the Internet first thing in the morning. It's been adding to my anxiety and self doubt about whether what I'm doing with my life is worthwhile. I know it is, and when I'm away from Facebook I have no doubt, but seeing people accomplishing the societally programmed milestones of success makes it hard for me to stay confident in my own journey. And then it takes a few days to regain any of the confidence that I did have. Changing the mental programming that is learned since birth is ridiculously exhausting, which I imagine is why many people don't.
So, no more Internet when I wake up. I'll at least have some coffee first.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
I have been considering switching to 4 season utility kilts after the demolition of the inner thighs of another 2 pairs of jeans. Being a Fat Girl(tm), pants bite the dust more quickly than skirts, especially when those pants are worn frequently.
Jenna at Cold Antler has me seriously considering making the switch. But I would need at least a couple pairs of super cute wide-calf knee-high boots, of course. The work boots I have would just look... bad. Like, really bad.
Monday, November 17, 2014
Finally got around to stopping in at the local butcher, of which there is one in the county. Great guys who are friendly, knowledgeable, and very patient. (I asked a lot of questions.) The case is all Certified Angus and the shop was clean and well stocked. Will have to stop in there next time I need meats.