It's deer hunting season here in Minnesota. Since my honey is out in Wyoming,(and since he doesn't hunt), a fella from church showed up this morning to take my son on his first hunting "excursion". It's not a "trip" because they'll stay on our property. I'm praying that my son has a fine time, but more than that I'd like to see this fella bag a deer. He's been hunting most of the season and still nothing.
I never used to care for venison, and honestly, it's still not my favorite meat, but I can fix it so it's tolerable, even tasty if I can it. I'm not going to refuse fresh venison anymore, it's now a blessing.
So I pray for safety, and two or three nice sized deer for these guys.
Oh BTW, I don't hunt either. :)
From Glory Farm