Since getting my Viper bow and shooting it well , my Saxon has been sitting on the rack idling away the days. In fairness to it and being a good Saxon owner I have sent the bow on a sabbatical. It will be doing some advanced teaching and training over in Decatur County. Some money has changed hands in the agreement, but I fully expect that the bow will enjoy the vacation.
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I do not seek the good of others as a sanction for my right to exist, nor do I recognize the good of others as a justification for their seizure of my property or their destruction of my life.- Hank Rearden
I'm sorry. I know you boys love your factory bows. Things aint like they were.
I met Tim at Mojam. What like ten years ago. He always made some great bows. I don't know exactly what a Viper is.
One of the most powerful and moving literary statements I've ever read was "their guano makes the hickories grow strong and tall, food for the squirrels and wood for my bows" John buys bows nowdays. Lots of bows
And French is covered in axel grease instead of yeller dust.
I've slowed down myself but I've still got big plans
The difference is subtle. More felt than seen or heard. Just a little cooler a little earlier this evening as I watch the flocks of doves gather to pick gravel from my driveway, And the young rabbits playing on the edge of the corn field
A Pregnant Spring gave birth to glorious Summer and it lived it's time to the fullest, but a change is starting. I ponder these things and how life runs in cycles. Man, woman, birth, death, infinity..........
And then the Geese! Flying high. On a mission. Going......Where? I take the old call from it's peg and ask them. They answer only.."We know, We know"
Red sunset, crickets,... and mosquitoes hungry as if they knew of the famine ahead. Giant flocks of blackbirds headed to roost, their guano making the hickories grow tall and strong. Food for squirrels and wood for my bows.
And a change in me. I feel it. I am becoming more alive. More aware. My health is better. Nerves more relaxed. Ready. Anxious
It Has Begun.
Good hunting everyone!
-- Edited by john nail on Thursday 7th of October 2010 11:39:08 AM
Damn Dennis, I didn't die, I just "loaned" John a bow.
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I do not seek the good of others as a sanction for my right to exist, nor do I recognize the good of others as a justification for their seizure of my property or their destruction of my life.- Hank Rearden
Yea, kinda like the bombers we "loaned " England back in WW2
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I do not seek the good of others as a sanction for my right to exist, nor do I recognize the good of others as a justification for their seizure of my property or their destruction of my life.- Hank Rearden
Well, fortunes change, and circumstances become altered. I recently found myself in possession of a fairly new longbow, and the Saxon kept waking me up whispering it wanted to go home.....so I took it back to Tim. No charge for training it to kill squirrels and giving it a "Grown-up" name.
