Grand Stand 2 - In the woods!

Once upon a time there was a boy.
A boy who loved to play in the woods.
No, he wasn't raised by wolves, although being partially Italian he and his kin were often quite hairy!
The boy grew into a man and in doing so he took on the responsibility of a job and a wonderful family. Despite this, he still took time to reflect upon his upbringing and during the calm days of fall and winter he would retreat to what was familiar to him - the enchanted forest know as the Deep North Woods.

The Boy

In the woods there was a special place that the boy spent reflecting on past memories. Sometimes he was alone in his thoughts and other times his memories were shared with a friend. The spot was marked by a large majestic white pine. This tree was there long before the boy and will probably be there long after he's gone. A tree that's been witness to laughter and tears, the occasional frustration (at not seeing the deer standing behind the boy!) but more often than not it has been witness to sheer relaxation!

The tree (in the back center of the picture)

So once again the air has turned cool and the leaves have begun to change from green to bright hues of orange and red. Yes, autumn has arrived - and the boy has become restless with thoughts of days spent from sunrise to sunset while sitting in the calm of the woods. With daylight hours shrinking he has called upon his fellow woodsmen to assist with the placement of his tree stand. Without hesitation this friend leaps into action and within mere moments the boy and his friend are once again in the calm of the Deep North Wood.

BFF - Uncle Jayson - My fellow woodsman
As the afternoon slowly ticked away the boy and his friend transported the Grand Stand deep into the woods. Past the special tree and into the swamp. The boy was amazed at the ease of raising the stand with the help of his 6'7" friend. The stand was assembled and raised to its resting place for the remainder of 2008 - which resulted in much celebration. The small obstructions were cleared to make way for clean shots - whether they be by bow and arrow, or shotgun, or rifle. The blind was hung around the stand with care, in anticipation that soon a deer would be there.

The Grand Stand - Can you find it?
For now my responsibilities call, but vacation is nearing and with true aim a deer or two will hopefully fall. My freezer is longing for steaks and for stew, not to mention the jerky and venison burger too! So if my blogging is scarce and posts are far in between - fear not I'm still with you but in nature I'd much rather be!