I love animals–That’s just the way I am. It is something you are born with. So–I don’t really like hunting.
Not wanting to get into a dispute with the people that do. It could be a regional thing. If you are doing it–I don’t want to hear about it, nor do I want to eat or hear about your venison burger or meat.
A dear friend a few days ago–sent me photos of a venison meal he was making and all I could do is say— honestly I felt like puking.
I like to observe the beauty of animals (ALIVE) –take photos of them–make videos–draw pictures—paint them–make sculpture. Yes—of Live Ones.
So with that said—No to your outdoor nature meals—yes I know the early pioneers ate it—but it’s not for me.
Every day when I go outside, it is amazing all the things nature shows us. Whether it is the beautiful flowers, trees, birds or animals. There is always a new or different sight. The many colors, patterns are really something to watch.
I like when in the spring the new mothers bring out their babies. The mama birds have a hard time. Their babies are the same size as them. It is funny when you see a mama chickadee with three babies. These babies chase after her, flapping their wings and chatter. “Feed me—feed me.” Poor mama.
Nature can be beautiful, but cruel. I saw a poor dead bird yesterday. It was a nuthatch. It is sad, but maybe the poor thing was hurt.
It is the same way with humans. We see good things and bad. Lately I have been unfortunate to see too much of the bad. I know I will be seeing more of the good.