Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Monday, August 29, 2016

Three Years Later and Here I Am

My first post since 2013, and you would think that I have much to catch up.  I do, but I'm not going to all at once.  But, here is a small taste.

The job from 2012, was fun, but made no money, and actually cost me more than I netted after taxes.  When the job changed to not be fun anymore, I left it, and as threatened before, opened my own business.  So far, it actually makes money.  Not much, but it does turn a small profit with each assignment.  That is at least an improvement over working for someone else, and my out of pocket expenses each day costing me more than my net take home pay.

It's been a hot and humid summer this 2016, and I am looking forward, I think, for the first time in my life, to a cool autumn and cold winter.  I usually don't like cold weather, but this year's humidity and heat has beat me down like no other year.  I am ready to brave the cold.

I obtained my lifetime hunting and fishing license this past year, but so far have only made actual use of it for fishing once, and caught nothing.  Whether or not I bag any game this winter, the license will afford me the legality of exploring the woodlands this hunting season from early morning to late evening if I wish, while armed against whatever beasties that may be lurking there.  Much like my fishing trips, hunting for me is most often not about what I bring back with me, but what I carried with me and left behind on my return.  Stress, misplaced priorities, out of proportion worries and concerns, all seem to easily get left behind at the edge of a hunting blind, shore line, or forest edge.  Hopefully I'll take more pictures also, and post the better of them here.

I also started making videos this year and posting them on YouTube.  My editing software leaves much to be desired when it comes to sound, and I have made many blunders with my first few videos.  I hope to improve the videos this fall and winter.  If you are interested, you can search YouTube for Uncle Dread.  New videos will definitely be about the outdoors, bushcraft, survival, etc.  I may try to post some here, if that is possible.

I am deeply worried about this year's election of the President of the United States.  That's all I will say about it here, since I am already expressing my views on that pretty strongly in other venues.

More on life here beneath the Carolina moon later.  After my long absence from here, I don't want to over stay my welcome on my first return visit.

Dread