It
is raining outside. A long stretch of unbearably hot weather has come to an
end. I truly hope summer’s backbone is broken.
The
rain has been steady, not the rumbling downpour of a summer thunderstorm, but rather
the light steady rain that often comes in the fall. My German wirehairs are
asleep at my feet, they must notice the change in the weather. I put on long
pants after cleaning up from work, the first time in weeks.
Sometime
during every day I think about bird hunting. The dogs are always under my feet
and come to hang out in my cabinet shop most days, so they are a constant reminder.
On our morning and evening walks they point rabbits and then watch them run
away as I approach. One of these days, as we get into fall, it might be a
woodcock rising and then I will be very excited too.  |
| Another Rabbit! |
For
now I sit in my office and watch the rain, surrounded by books. The gun safe is
open, so the doubles can keep me company.
I’ll have to count the days again until October first.
