Having a season end, even after a good one, can be a hollow feeling. What does one do after all that activity ends and you must go back to the more "ho-hum" day-to-day stuff. I'm at the point now where all the anticipation in advance of a "season" is lots of fun too, the planning and the logistics. The whole time you're planning for it, you also worry (a little) about the vast raft of things than could upend all your plans and it's only after you're there, deeply involved in it all, that you (or I) can let go of that alternate planning and fully enjoy the processes. When it's all done, when the guns (& birds) are cleaned and the gear has been put away for another year's slumber, then the silence starts to creep in. You're grateful, of course, that it all worked-out so-well, but now what? That's even worse when winter has completely bowled you over and it's a Monday morning and you've just shovelled deep snow off of your driveway...Fall is just too-brief, too-ephemeral, darn-it.
I suppose you must just begin again, and start making plans for the next "adventure", the next season, and move forward to putting the pieces together. You know, there's a now oft-unused Spanish 12 sidelock double in the gun cabinet and a small, late, trip to South Dakota for pheasant might just be the ticket...
Last edited by Lloyd3; 10/30/23 06:33 PM.
