On The Fly

In this episode, Respect for the Hunt . . . As the first light of dawn softly painted the sky shades of orange, Ronnie (Ron) and Rodger, two brothers, left their houses. On his way out of town, Rodger stopped at Casey’s to get his morning drink while Ron grabbed a cup of coffee and quickly dictated a text. “I’ll meet you at the gate.” The arrival of deer hunting season stirred excitement in their hearts, filling them with a sense of purpose and connection to nature. “My deep freeze is getting low; we must bag a big one this year.” It's still dark in California. I’m checking the weather app (15 degrees) to see their weather this early morning, so I texted them. “Are you guys in the woods this morning? It looks pretty cold there.” Ron’s response, "Perfect weather, if the snots not flowing, I’m not going!"–Not exactly something you’d find in a Carl Sandburg poem. I chuckled, thinking . . . we have a comedian in the family. “Do you guys have snow?” “No snow.” Yes, I understan