Saturday morning I woke to some beautiful snow on the ground. My first thought was "Snowshoes!" Yet when I went outside to clear off the steps, I heard gun shots. Alas, it's deer hunting season. High powered rifles can send gunshots long distances. On these days, I avoid the woods. Today, Sunday, most of the snow has melted and crusted over. Insert sad face here. I have mixed feelings about hunting season. The deer love to eat my garden, but they are marvelous creatures. I've observed the personality differences between the two that hung out near my house this summer, but now we're up to four in the area. And they love to chew on apple trees. So mixed. In any case, hunting season will be over soon, and we'll have more snow. Definitely. This is Minne-snow-ta.
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