It's currently gun deer season in Wisconsin. I don't know about other places, but this is a serious holiday season around here. The gals at the office have been talking bow hunting. My retiree lady neighbor looks forward to getting her deer every year. Almost nobody makes appointments. Hardly anybody works. Many kids miss school. Saturday morning was opening day and it sounded like we were living next to a firing range or in a war zone, from dawn to dusk, both Saturday and Sunday.
The back roads are filled with parked cars and trucks. Bright orange people with guns are everywhere you look. In the afternoon every other car or truck has a deer strapped to it.
I admire all those hunters out there reducing the deer population. All the conservationists say we have too many deer, and anyone who drives in the country at night would agree. But I can't bring myself to join them. I have never shot or tried to shoot anything, not a deer, duck, turkey, goose or anything except some unwary traps and skeet, and pieces of innocent paper. I don't know why, but it really just doesn't appeal to me. Plus, the thought of being out there in the woods with a bunch of guns scares me. So that's my confession. You all have fun and get a deer for me!