Every year about this time, my sweet husband undergoes a dramatic transformation. He becomes intent, purposeful, and acquires an energy level reminiscent of a twenty-year-old male – he leaves me astounded. If I hadn’t lived with him going on forty years, I would question his sanity, but I am no stranger to the signs and symptoms. It’s common among his species and gender. It’s called ‘buck fever’ and it claims him many weeks before the opening of deer season each and every calendar year.
August 8, 2023
A Hunting He Will Go