Things had been hectic at work all week. I was working on a suite of computer equipment that I had just recently 'inherited' when one of our team leads started working on another project and I got 'promoted' to take his place. When starting on Monday, I spend most of the day doing a serial number inventory and then find that 25% of the equipment won't power up. Things were going downhill from there. By late Thursday, I had all of the equipment up and running and I was making progress on the set of computer labs I was supposed to have been working on since Monday.
Friday proves to be a great day at work. I made substantial progress on the computer labs, even coming up with a way to duplicate instructions on one set of equipment so that it would work on another with only a couple of minor changes.
Friday afternoon after work proved to be even better. The deer here have gone into a really unusual pattern. They used to come out at dawn and dusk, almost like clockwork. Due to the late rut, the late full moon, and a lot of light at night, the deer come out right at dark to feed and seem to feed for most of the night. They certainly don't come out at dawn. They seem to wait until around 7:15 to 7:30 or so, right about the time I have to go to work before coming out.
To make a long story short, I'm out in my "spot" at about 4:45 in the afternoon and the only thing to do is sit and wait. And wait . . . and wait. Sure enough, right at dark (well after dusk), I see movement moving coming out of the trees. This one is smart. She waits behind a small juniper tree, sniffing the air, making sure that all is clear, while the limited daylight is quickly fading. When she does walk out into the opening, it's to walk straight across the small clearing. So I have but two seconds to aim and shoot.
I think I managed to get the picture of the doe here as an attachment. I think I spent as much time getting the picture the right size as I did waiting for that doe to finally come out from behind that tree. By the way, the rifle in the picture is older than I am . . . . . . . . . . . and nope, I ain't goin' to say either.
Friday proves to be a great day at work. I made substantial progress on the computer labs, even coming up with a way to duplicate instructions on one set of equipment so that it would work on another with only a couple of minor changes.
Friday afternoon after work proved to be even better. The deer here have gone into a really unusual pattern. They used to come out at dawn and dusk, almost like clockwork. Due to the late rut, the late full moon, and a lot of light at night, the deer come out right at dark to feed and seem to feed for most of the night. They certainly don't come out at dawn. They seem to wait until around 7:15 to 7:30 or so, right about the time I have to go to work before coming out.
To make a long story short, I'm out in my "spot" at about 4:45 in the afternoon and the only thing to do is sit and wait. And wait . . . and wait. Sure enough, right at dark (well after dusk), I see movement moving coming out of the trees. This one is smart. She waits behind a small juniper tree, sniffing the air, making sure that all is clear, while the limited daylight is quickly fading. When she does walk out into the opening, it's to walk straight across the small clearing. So I have but two seconds to aim and shoot.
I think I managed to get the picture of the doe here as an attachment. I think I spent as much time getting the picture the right size as I did waiting for that doe to finally come out from behind that tree. By the way, the rifle in the picture is older than I am . . . . . . . . . . . and nope, I ain't goin' to say either.
