I’ve made a few changes in our main living room. A lot of our male friends that come to visit never go past the living room so I decided to make it more “male pleasing” with conversation pieces and moved all the frilly to our family room. I wanted to keep it comfortable enough that anyone would enjoy sitting and talking without feeling like they were in a taxidermy shop. Here’s what it looked like before:
Living room 3
Living room 2
Living room 1
It’s a small room but seats four comfortably and of course it has my crafty/country adornments. I wanted to give the new look a more man-ly, outdoors look and to show off hubby’s trophy and pictures. I started by taking out the “non-hunting” wall decor.
The picture on the right is gone now too! It’s hanging in the family room.
I took all of the primitive dolls and floral piks away.
Not much left on the mantle with the floral, fluff and “my thing” gone.
I’ve decided now to wait until late spring to do any decorating in here so that I can paint the room a delicate ice blue to keep the room bright. We also had a disaster with the woodstove and stove mat the night we finished the maple syrup. Hubby’s last run to the sugar house produced about 6-8 more quarts of syrup so he emptied into a pot and filled the sugar pans with just clear water so the pans wouldn’t scorch. He decided we would just let it cook off on the wood stove while we slept. At 4:00 a.m. I was awakened by the smell of burning sugar!! Guess what?? It cooked into a rolling boil and out the pot it came, down on the top of the stove, down the sides of the stove and onto the stove mat when I found it. Hubby was sound asleep from being up since 3:00 a.m. the previous morning so I let him sleep while I quickly carried the pot to the kitchen. It took two rolls of paper towels to get it up and I ruined two metal spatulas scraping the burning syrup off of the stove. The stove mat was ruined but I got all of the syrup off of the stove and think it will be polishable when I spring clean and paint. I definitely have to get a new stove mat.
A new post will come as the “man-cave” makeover begins and ends.
On the 29th of September, Virginia had it annual Youth Hunting Day for deer. This was my granddaughters second year, I think, participating and she went with her grandfather to her mother’s deer stand. She likes hunting in the afternoon like her Nana and this year she waited about two hours before the opportunity showed itself. Two bucks came out of the woods into the clearing in front of her stand. One was very small and the other looked like a monster to her. She put up her gun and whispered to Papa that she could here her heart beating. She sighted in and click . . . the gun didn’t fire. Apparently when they got to the stand, Papa loaded the gun but did it gently and quietly so as not to scare anything off or alert the game to their location. The gun apparently didn’t load completely and therefore would not go off. He quickly took it from her and reloaded, the deer looked in their direction but didn’t run because they were well hidden. Victoria took the gun, sighted in again and shot. The big buck fell immediately and the smaller ran off, safe for another day. She and Papa sat quietly for about five minutes, put the gun on safety and exited the stand. They started walking up the hill toward the direction the deer fell.
I was watching the entire scene from our front porch and about 500 – 600 yards away with the field glasses. When the deer fell it went in a small dip in the landscape and while they were walking up the hill they could not see it and Victoria was getting nervous. She thought the deer had got up and ran off which would mean tracking. Once they got within 10 feet of the kill location they could see the horns sticking up and everyone was very happy. Papa went to get the truck while she guarded her trophy and calmed down. When he got back to the kill sight, Victoria got up in the truck to hoist the head and horns while Papa lifted the main weight of the deer. Papa says Victoria needs to work on her upper body and arm strength because she almost came out of the truck but they finally got it loaded and headed for the house.
I met them at the truck and here are some photos we took once they got it home:
Very excited young lady!!
She was very anxious to get to church the next day to show the pictures to her pastor and all of her male friends that hunt. She was a little put out when they shunned her and didn’t want to talk about how their hunts went. We told her not to worry about them and to be very thankful that she was able to help fill the freezer. I’ve also attached some photos that her Mom and I took the next day in the bright sunshine with her proud Papa.
Nine-point success story – Grandpa and Victoria
There is some funny parts I can’t leave out of this post. When I was taking pictures of her at the truck when they first bought the deer in Victoria realized that what she and Papa thought was an 8-pointer turned out to be a nine-pointer which made her unbelievably happy. The other funny part is, Mom has banned her from her stand and told her if she can do that well she can hunt on another acre of the farm. Now in order to be able to live with this 14 year old, going on 15, we all must hunt harder and better!! Victoria is a very competitive hunter as you may have read in some of my spring posts when she was turkey hunting with Papa.
The cellar shelves are full, it’s almost time to dig the potatoes and fill the potato bin and the freezers have been organized to determine how much venison and turkey we will need for the winter months. This all leads up to the hunting season in our area. We, my husband, myself, daughter, and granddaughter are all avid hunters. My son and son-in-law love the meat from our hunts but don’t like the hunt itself. By the end of November, the freezers will be full of all cuts of venison and turkey. We will have cubed steak, burger, chunks, tenderloin, roasts, and hams and all so healthy for us.
Back to the hunt! We each have our favorite hunting spots on the farm and hubby is our counselor, tracker and processor! We’ve spotted so many large bucks on the farm already and the turkeys are showing up sporadically. I won’t have much vacation this year to hunt but Saturdays are always open and I’ll have a late bow season during our Christmas break.
Our daughter and granddaughter are evening hunters and working half days are ideal for her hunting quests and our granddaughter gets home from school between 3:30 and 4:00 which gives her time to get to her stand as well.
We normally have a few friends join us during the hunting season but have decided this year to keep it strictly family hunting. We have some new neighbors and not knowing their where-a-bouts tends to make us a little skiddish and for safety purposes and liability. Our county is 60%+ National Forest and we think other hunters would be better in those woods than ours. In the past we have told all non-family hunters where to go and asked them to stay in their area to prevent any hunting accidents. These instructions aren’t always followed and that makes us liable for their safety when they move into an area that we may not know is safe from trespassers or others that aren’t staying where they need to be. Hunting safety is a VERY BIG issue with us!
Don’t get me wrong, we love the sport but we also like to eat and venison is a healthy choice not only for our diet but our pocketbooks. We want everyone on the farm to be safe and come in with a good hunting harvest and do it safely!!
This is the blog for our little farm in Skagit county. Here we have Shetland sheep and Nigerian Dwarf goats. In addition we have donkeys, llamas, cattle, pigs, chickens, geese, and peafowl. The blog describes the weekly activities here.