HUNTING

Snippet

“For us hunting wasn’t a sport. It was a way to be intimate with nature, that intimacy providing us with wild unprocessed food free from pesticides and hormones and with the bonus of having been produced without the addition of great quantities of fossil fuel. In addition, hunting provided us with an ever scarcer relationship in a world of cities, factory farms, and agribusiness, direct responsibility for taking the lives that sustained us. Lives that even vegans indirectly take as the growing and harvesting of organic produce kills deer, birds, snakes, rodents, and insects. We lived close to the animals we ate. We knew their habits and that knowledge deepened our thanks to them and the land that made them.” ― Ted Kerasote, Merle's Door: Lessons from a Freethinking Dog

Scripture

Isaac said, “I am now an old man and don’t know the day of my death. 3 Now then, get your equipment—your quiver and bow—and go out to the open country to hunt some wild game for me. Prepare me the kind of tasty food I like and bring it to me to eat, so that I may give you my blessing before I die. Genesis 27:2-4

Song

Buck Fever Tony Young

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Been fishin’ for months, and out on the lake

But kids are back in school, ain’t much longer to wait

I done put my ol’ bass boat up, for the year

Got the Packers playin’ on my TV

That means it won’t be long now till I’m up in a tree

I’m gonna try an lay the smack down, on that deer

Cause it’s been a long hot summer, I’m ready for fall

To get in the woods and give it my all

Somebody call a doctor, I got Buck Fever

Time to break out the bow, get ready my gun

Me and the boys are gonna have some fun

Hey honey tell the boss man, I got Buck Fever

I got it oh so bad . . . Buck Fever

Well there ain’t nothin’ like, being out in the woods

Lookin’ over a green field, sho is good

And justa hopin’ and prayin’ that he will, pass my way

But if he ever does, if I know me

He’ll have me shakin’ so bad, like a leaf on a tree

I’m gonna do everything I can, to wreck his day

Well you know you got it bad, when you can’t catch your breath

And your heart’s beatin’ plum straight outta your chest

It’s the best dang high that I’ve ever felt

Sentence Prayer

I have killed the deer.

I have crushed the grasshopper.

And the plants he feeds upon.

I have taken fish from the water.

And birds from the sky.

In my life I have needed death

So that my life can be.

When I die I must give life

To what has nourished me.

The earth receives my body

And gives it to the plants

And to the caterpillars

To the birds

And to the coyotes

Each in its own turn so that

The circle of life is never broken.

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