Sunday, November 21, 2010

Where's Waldo, I Mean Erica

We have been rather sporadic in our picture taking, but looking over the past few months I was able to find several of Erica. This past year has been a major time of change for us and for her and it is too bad that I have not been documenting each moment. Right now I can't find any pictures of her graduation from our home school, but that happened back in May.

I think Erica had a good summer, working at McDonalds and wading in our river (among other things).





Erica had to quit her first job in order to make room for KMBC:




"You want fries with that?"


This is the car we got for Erica to go back and forth to college in. It has done pretty well, so far. (We won't mention the dead battery or the time she locked her keys in it while over at Natural Bridge and Matthew and I came out and delivered it back to campus late one Saturday night.) It is a 98 Dodge Intrepid:



In front of the dining hall at KMBC during one of our visits:




In front of Erica's dorm/administration building at KMBC. Offices are on the first floor and dorm rooms on the second:




Here is Erica in her dorm room one weekend when we were visiting:



These were taken at the new chapel dedication KMBC had on November 6th. Erica's choir sang beautifully!




Erica's roommate is also in the choir. Her name is Rachel Hersman and she is from Papau New Guinea:




Here are the songbirds with their lovely mothers:



And since everyone was dressed nice and it was sort of an historic occasion for KMBC, I shot a couple more pictures:





(Too bad I didn't get in any of the pictures. )



Erica came home from college last weekend for some birthday cake:



Little brother Timothy was especially excited:



They always lick their candles. This time Erica had 19, so there were plenty to go around:



We had a nice weekend visiting with Erica.

Then we got to see her again this week when Matthew went to KMBC for their college aquaintance days, Nov. 18-20. The theme this year was "Illegal" and was about the persecuted church keeping their faith in God. They had a great time, and the drama Catacombs was really thought provoking. Here's Matthew with Erica:


So, that has been a bit of what has been happening with Erica lately. We are looking forward to her being with us for Thanksgiving later this week. We miss her, but we know that she is preparing herself as part of God's master plan. It will be exciting to see what God has in store for her future!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Bad Pigs! and Free Pumpkins!

I spent all day today with the pigs, feeding them and working on their lot. Simon was my partner and ran back to the house several times for me on errands. I wasn't exactly prepared to work on the pig lot today, and I kept thinking of more things we needed. He was a big help!

I wasn't planning on spending this nice Saturday with hogs, but it really needed to be done. You see, I have been negligent in our hog housing and we have been letting the pigs free-range for several weeks now, due to the fact that their lot had fallen into disrepair. It is amazing how rough hogs can be on fencing and on the ground beneath the fencing!

There is no problem, as long as the pigs stay in our hollow and away from our home area. It is really good for them to be able to eat all the mast that is so abundant this time of year as well as whatever roots and other things they can forage. Of course we have also been feeding them plenty of corn up there.

It does become a problem, however, when they come down to where they don't belong. Here are a couple of them with the chickens on the school house hill, where they are not supposed to be:




And here is Boris, our 650 pound boar, where he is not supposed to be:


It finally reached the "enough is enough" point this morning when we saw a herd of our pigs over in the neighbors yard and also upon discovering that they have been rooting in our garden destroying many flower bulbs and herbs! They have also gotten into the chicken lot, destroying some of that fence! Lisa worked on analyzing the damage and repairing what she could while Simon and I worked on re-containing the pigs.

The other factor contributing to our chaos is the high number of pigs that are currently on our property. We have 7 for butchering that are each approaching 200 pounds, Boris that I already mentioned, 2 mama sows, and 16 piglets that are from the two litters. They were born on October 7th and 10th.

They have not yet been in trouble, although they have ventured down to the chicken coop with the naughty feeder pigs. Here they are sleeping:


5 of the 7 market pigs are going to a friend when they get to be butchering size in exchange for some work he is doing on our bathroom. We are keeping the other 2 for our own freezer. The piglets are big enough to sell now, so maybe we will get with it after Thanksgiving. I may take them to the stock sales to get rid of them all at once.

In the meantime, we were blessed Thursday with some supplemental feed for them! This will help now that we are going to try to keep them contained again. Wal-Mart's produce department donated a truck load of pumpkins, mini-pumpkins, and gourds to our farm. Two years ago we had purchased a couple truck-fulls of their old pumpkins at a highly reduced price, but this year they asked us if we wanted some for free! It didn't take us long to give our answer!

Here they are, loaded in Matt's truck:



Lisa really liked the looks of some of them:



Timothy liked them all, especially the pumpkins:





Matthew was going to take his truck to KMBC for a college weekend and he had to leave very shortly after we got the pumpkins home! We had to unload them in a hurry so he wouldn't be late and Simon was a big help with transferring the pumpkins to our dump truck. In this picture I think he is happy that he is going to get to do some work:



Simon separated and categorized them:



So the pigs have been bad piggies. Is it sending them mixed messages to now reward them with tasty pumpkins and gourds? Maybe they won't put the two things together, even though they are intelligent animals. I know they are not happy campers right now after they realized they were trapped again in their old lot!

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Fa, A Long Long Way to Run...

Well, it wasn't really that far, and I didn't run. But the buck did run, after my shot apparently missed him!

The pre-dawn was beautiful after a stormy night, and I decided to take advantage of the warm 50 degree morning. I left the house at 5:15am, trekked up the mountain along our half-mile of dirt road, and found the 4-wheeler path to the east ridge. It is easy to get fooled in the woods when it is dark, even using a flash light. I found it humorous that I had initially gone past the 4-wheeler trail without even knowing it! Once I realized where I was, it was easy to see where I needed to be. I was not running, but I was traveling on foot, so it was 5:50am by the time I sat down on my rock to await the deer that I hoped would come by. It was still completely dark at this time. Sitting in the pitch dark up on a mountain in the woods is a unique experience in my world and I would recommend it to anyone!

Last night we had strong winds and a wind advisory was issued concerning 45 mph gusts. Some of the gusts were still lingering, and it was especially whipping around up on the ridge where I was perched under an oak tree. Sometimes down at the house we can hear wind rushing through the trees up on the ridges but we can't even feel a breeze in our yard. I suspect it was like that this morning. Where I was on that east ridge, there was nothing to block the gusts of wind, and sometimes they were bone-chilling! I wonder what the wind-chill was? Good thing the air temperature was pleasant when the wind was not blowing, or else I would have been rather cold wearing only a sweat-shirt against those blasts of wind!

It was actually refreshing to feel the wind in my face and hear the creaking of trees around me and see the woods come gradually into focus with the brightening of the dawn. And it was exciting to see a line of deer come up the hill below my position around 7:00am. I let the first small one pass by, hoping that the others would be larger. The next one was indeed a larger buck!

Now, I can't explain what happened next. He was just about 150 feet away and I had him directly in my site. I pulled the trigger... I should have hit him directly in the neck! He just stood there and looked at me! I could hear a couple of the deer behind him running off, but he did not. Well, I decided after a few seconds that another shot was warranted, so I took it, right at his neck. Again, he just looked at me. I thought for sure he would fall right down, and to tell the truth, he made me feel a bit sad the way he was looking at me! I got up and started to walk toward him. After I had taken several steps and he was still standing there, I guess I should have shot again. Two other deer that I had not even seen before galloped away down the hill and that was when the buck I had shot at trotted away in the direction he had come. I was dumbfounded. I couldn't even find any blood where he was standing, but I don't know how I could have missed him?!?!

I'm thinking some target practice may be in order before I try to get another deer....

It was now time to go back to the house and get off to work for the day. I didn't figure I would have much hunting success now, even if I had time to stay in the woods.

My hunt could be classified as a failure, but I did enjoy the nice walks through my woods and feeling like I was part of God's nature once again. Perhaps next time I will get a deer?

The nice thing is that God has blessed us with the 3 deer that Matthew got this weekend so it's not like my family was depending on this buck to stave off starvation. I guess we have well over 100 pounds of good venison stored up (and some of it made a delicious meal Sunday evening!). And we soon will be butchering some more of our hogs, so we will be stocked up with pork again, too. Even if we had no ability to buy anything in a grocery store, my family would still be eating very well throughout this winter! Thank you, Lord!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

We Shelter Our Children!

Erica has been away from home studying at Kentucky Mountain Bible College for 3 months now. She is doing well. We had raised her for 19 years in a way that would prepare her to be able to impact her world for Christ. She is now receiving further training toward that goal.

Some of the more "worldly" students there have offered Erica some good-natured criticism about having been too "sheltered" in her up-bringing. This could be taken as a criticism toward her Mom and myself. I know that the criticism is totally unfounded and only offered in ignorance. It is, however, a common comment directed toward homeschoolers in general and especially toward homeschooling families who take a stand on Holy living and Biblical principles.

Johnathan Lindvall addressed this issue in an excellent article back in 1995. I'm not sure exactly when I came across it, but it was early in my parenting experience. (Erica turned 4 in 1995. We finally began homeschooling when she was 8) It exemplified much of what I already believed in and reinforced my convictions. I may not be 100% on board with everything Lindvall writes, but from time to time I find it encouraging to look back at that article, and be reminded that Lisa and I have been rearing our family in a way that is pleasing to God.

In the rest of this post, I would like to quote major sections of it that especially speaks to me. The entire 2 part article is excellent and can currently be found here for part 1 and here for part 2. The bold type face in the parts that I'm quoting here are added by me, to emphasize some of the statements I shout Amen to, even though I Amen it all:



"One of the most threatening accusations Christian homeschool parents face is the charge of being over-protective. Somehow the society is suspicious of those who do not want their children exposed to all the seemingly harmless experiences the world considers necessary for proper & healthy childhood maturation. As the insinuations become increasingly strident the terminology becomes more shrill. Ultimately, if we are not responsive to the more subtle slurs hinting that we should release our children from our own oversight, we are indicted for the worst crime parents can commit: SHELTERING them!

Before we deal with the issue of sheltering directly let's deal with our tendency to be driven by "the fear of man" (Prov. 29:25). Virtually every homeschool parent will easily identify the most frequently asked question about their homeschooling as, "What about socialization?" When people ask this question, what are they wondering about? Are they worried that our children will not be capable of displaying lifelong servanthood for the glory of God? Generally not. They are shocked that we are not intimidated at the thought of our children being different from everyone else.

Actually, what these examiners want to know is whether or not our children are learning to fit in with their peers. At first glance this seems a healthy consideration. But what does the Bible call it when God's people "fit in" with their environment. Paul addressed this directly when he said (Rom. 12:1-2), "I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God."

Our efforts to "fit in" are nothing less than a fearful surrender to the very conformity Scripture challenges us to avoid. Such conformity mitigates against being the "living sacrifices" Paul emphasized as being "holy." Too often modern Christians seem intimidated by the world. We don't want to be noticed as out of sync with the culture--we want desperately to "fit in." We try to be camouflaged Christians. Our conformity is not motivated from servants' hearts but from cowardice. Paul wrote (Rom. 1:16), "For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God to salvation for everyone who believes." But we are so timid of seeming different that we shrink from the accusations of not being socialized. Well, who wants to be socialists anyway?

Socialism is the attempt to equalize everyone--make everyone alike. But God didn't make us alike. He made each of us, including our children, to be unique. And we are not to minimize, but maximize our distinctives for the glory of God. We are not to try to mask our uniqueness beneath a facade of timid conformity. We are to SHINE! Jesus said (Mat 5:16), "Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven."

What did Paul mean when he described our non-conformity as "holy?" The word holy literally means set apart, separated, consecrated. God desires for His people to be different from all other people. Like Paul, Peter contrasted God's mandate to holiness with conformity (1 Pet. 1:14-16). We cannot be holy and conformed at the same time. God is calling us to be holy non-conformists. Peter went further, describing us (1 Pet 2:9) as "a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a peculiar people; that you may show forth the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light."

Are we willing to be "peculiar?" Some more recent Bible translations soften the starkness of this passage by calling Christians God's "special people." Now that does sound a bit kinder and gentler than "peculiar." But what does "special" mean? It is impossible to be regular and special at the same time. "Special" means different, unique, distinct, even peculiar.

One of the most remarkable examples of those identified as holy were those who took the vow of a Nazirite. In Numbers 6:8 God summarizes the intent of the specific Nazirite regulations by saying, "All the days of his separation he shall be holy to the LORD." During the period of a Nazirite's vow he was to be different from everyone else. He was supposed to look different--he could not cut his hair. He was even supposed to have a different diet--he could consume nothing from a grapevine. His whole lifestyle was supposed to be out of sync with the rest of society. The Lord actually intended for these Nazirites to be holy eccentrics living among the rest of the people. He called this being holy! And now He calls us all to be peculiar people.

This applies not only to us, but to our children. In 1 Corinthians 7:14 Paul makes it clear God wants our children to be "holy." The world wants them to "fit in" and become socialized. God wants them to stick out--to "shine" before men. Many sincere Christians who oppose homeschooling argue that our children must be "salt" and "light" in the world. They are right! But they are wrong in that they believe the way to be "salt" and "light" is to mingle with the world. In fact, the opposite is true. Salt loses its savor through leaching, through dissipation. Light is dimmed by proximity to shadow-producing obstacles.

One of the best examples of this holy peculiarity was the Nazirite, John the Baptist. He dressed peculiarly, ate peculiarly, talked peculiarly--his whole lifestyle was eccentric. Was John the Baptist well socialized? Absolutely not! He was apparently raised in isolation as an only child. He lived out in the wilderness, away from civilization. But was he "salt?" Yes! He polarized the nation with his stingingly salty message! Was he a "light?" John the apostle wrote (John 1:8), "He was not that Light, but was sent to bear witness of that Light." Jesus said (Matt. 11:11) "among those born of women there has not risen one greater than John the Baptist."

Yes, John the Baptist was a light for God in the world. But how? By being so totally separate from the world that they were attracted to him like moths. I pray that my children will be socialized like John. While I certainly train them to exhibit social graces to enhance their current and future servanthood, I want them to fearlessly confront the world with a gospel they not only articulate, but LIVE BOLDLY!

"'Come out from among them and be separate,' says the Lord. 'Do not touch what is unclean, And I will receive you.'" (2 Cor. 6:17) What does this mean? And how should it apply to the way we raise our children? Apparently God's design for us and our children to maintain the purity of holiness is for us and them to understand and apply the principle of separation from the world. But how separate should we be?

Another of the accusations leveled against Christian homeschooling parents is that we are raising naive children. We are charged with not letting them see the real world. (By the way, the institutional school setting is NOT the real world. It is an artificial environment in which students only mingle with a narrow band of individuals their own age. In the real world there is a wide diversity of people.) But there is a deeper issue being raised here that must be addressed.

What does the world mean by the term "naive?" What is the alternative? What the world thinks is normal is for young people to develop into savvy, cool, disrespectful, street-wise rebels. This is a perversion of God's ideal. In fact, what the world labels "naive" the Bible calls "pure." Jesus said (Matt. 5:8), "Blessed are the pure in heart, For they shall see God." In other words, if we have pure hearts our attention will always gravitate to what God is doing. Paul wrote (Titus 1:15), "To the pure all things are pure, but to those who are defiled and unbelieving nothing is pure; but even their mind and conscience are defiled."

I suppose we have all had to deal, at one time or another, with someone whose mind was so defiled that they seemed intent on turning everything into dirty jokes. No matter how cautious we are around such warped thinkers they can pervert our words and actions into conformity to their own defiled minds. On the contrary there are others who can be told dirty jokes and they honestly don't understand the twisted humor. Which kind would God have us and our children be? But which kind will be accused, by the world, of being "naive?"

God calls us to raise children who are "holy." They are to be different from the world, but their peculiarity is to be marked by "purity," not just being bizarre. Such holiness is not based on human efforts to follow man-made codes of moral conduct, although outward indications of holiness will certainly be evident. The real issue is in our children's hearts. Paul wrote (Gal. 5:17), "For the flesh lusts against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh."

Paul was writing to Christians. We must recognize that it is not enough for our children to be born again. Holiness is the result of sanctification. One aspect of cooperating with the Holy Spirit's sanctifying work is that we must purpose to "make no provision for the flesh, to fulfill its lusts" (Rom 13:14). What does it mean to not make "provision for the flesh?" There is a war ongoing between the flesh and the Spirit within each of us and within each of our children. Which side of the conflict do we send "provisions" to?

Jesus taught us to pray to our Heavenly Father (Luke 11:2-4), "Our Father... do not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from evil..." Why should we seek to be spared "temptation?" Some of us are confident of our ability to resist temptation, so we actually welcome the conflict. But Paul directed Timothy not to engage temptation in a fight, but to flee--"Flee also youthful lusts" (2 Tim 2:22). It is not enough to commit ourselves to abstain from sin, we must even avoid the temptation, making "no provision for the flesh." We can easily see the fault in a drunkard who has been delivered from alcohol still hanging out in front of a saloon. But do we fall into the same trap in less obvious ways? Or do we make provision for our children's flesh through such things as their playmates, toys, reading material, music, television, and so forth? ....

And who said "sheltering" was bad? I challenge anyone to find a single instance in scripture where the term "shelter" is used negatively. Sheltering is never portrayed as something bad. It is always seen as good. For example, Joel 3:16 tells us, "the LORD will be a shelter for His people." The Psalmist glories in God's shelter, saying (Ps. 61:3-4), "For You have been a shelter for me, A strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings." In Psalm 83:3 the word is used as a term of endearment as we are called God's "sheltered ones."

What kinds of dangers threaten our children? It is quite acceptable, in our society, for a parent to protect children from physical dangers. But are there spiritual hazards that are more threatening than mere bodily harm? Jesus said (Matt. 10:28), "And do not fear those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul. But rather fear Him who is able to destroy both soul and body in hell." As Christians we recognize that spiritual and emotional threats are more significant than mere physical perils.

Imagine the foolish parent who during a violent thunderstorm would tell his children, "I don't want anybody to be able to say I sheltered you. You need to go and stand in the front yard."

I can imagine the children protesting, "But dad, it's wet out there. I'll get drenched! I could catch pneumonia! And I could get struck by lightning and die! Please! Let me come in the house?"

Picture the foolish parent insisting, "No. You have to face the real world someday. I'm not going to be over-protective. No Sheltering Here!"

STOP! Bring them in! Sheltering isn't bad. It is good! Only a negligent parent would allow a child to face overwhelming dangers when it was in his power to protect him. Admittedly their are dangers that are beyond our control. But what of those within our jurisdiction?

Many of us are fearful of accusations of "over-protection." Certainly there is a time to release to our children the responsibility for their own influences. But such gradual releasing should be on the basis of demonstrated faithfulness in handling slightly smaller responsibilities. It is negligence to impose upon children responsibilities we have a reasonable doubt they can handle. ......

One day each father and mother will be called to give an account of their parenting. We will not be held accountable for our children's decisions, but for the influences we allowed to shape those decisions. Imagine your children appearing before you at the judgment and God saying, "Here is how your children turned out. Why did you let them go to the places they went, see the things they saw, hear the things they heard, and do the things they did?"

What types of excuses do you suppose will be acceptable in that moment? "But Lord, everybody else was doing those same things."

What do you imagine the Lord will say? Something like, "I didn't give your children to everyone else. I gave them to YOU!"

We might protest, "But I didn't know they would experience that influence when I allowed them to experience that activity."

I imagine the Lord will respond, "It was your job to know. I entrusted these invaluable treasures into your hand and you just let whatever influence happened to float by to shape them." ........

The first influence I believe God has called us to question is the influence of peers. There is a notion in our culture that children are good for children. The most frequently asked question about homeschooling is, "But what about socialization?" We assume that in order to learn to get along with others children must spend a fair amount of time with those their own age.

Is this idea scriptural? Does the Bible anywhere warn parents to provide adequate social interaction for their children? No! In fact all the warnings I am aware of focus on the opposite danger. Paul warned about friendships saying (1 Cor. 15:33), "Do not be deceived: `Evil company corrupts good habits.'" This statement is very emphatic. It is not that carnal friendships "might" be a bad. There is no "maybe" or "possibly" here. Ungodly companionships are inevitably a bad influence in all cases. .......

Solomon warned his son (Prov 13:20), "He who walks with wise men will be wise, But the companion of fools will be destroyed." How can you tell if your children are experiencing companionship with fools? Fools are those who are foolish! The Bible tells us where we are most likely to find foolishness. Proverbs 22:15 states, "Foolishness is bound up in the heart of a child." The intent of the passage is declared in the next line, "The rod of correction will drive it far from him" but this verse definitely tells us an inevitable locus of foolishness-- children. Is it possible God intended for children to be nurtured by adults rather than by peers?

The primary reason I am homeschooling my children is not that I think I can provide a superior academic experience for them (although I suspect I can). The most significant motivation is what I am protecting them from--companionship with fools! Some might call this harsh and reactionary, but I am convinced God has called me to take seriously my role as PROTECTOR of my family. Not only do I need a good offense to win, but a good defense is also imperative. ...

Another issue we have had to deal with is that of modesty. It would be ludicrous for me to endeavor to impose my standards of modesty on other families. But it is also ludicrous to allow our children and their peers to set our families' standards of modesty. Your children will acquire a taste for certain styles and exposures. Begin when they are small. If there is something you don't want your daughter to wear when she is fifteen years old, don't allow her to dress that way when she is five.

The purpose for clothing is not primarily to protect us from the elements. It is modesty! When Adam & Eve sinned their first impulse was to cover themselves. It didn't suddenly get cold. When God rejected their fig leaves, I suspect it was at least partly because He wanted more sturdy and modest garments. ...

A final issue is the television. TV is an incredibly powerful tool and can undoubtedly be used for good. In most of our cases, however, it opens the door to temptations that we don't fully resist. I tried for years to control the monster. I would make strict rules governing its use, but I was invariably the first one to break the rules. Jesus said, concerning offending members, that we should "pluck it out" (Matt. 5:29-30; 18:8-9). I knew I should get rid of the television, but I just couldn't. I was addicted!

The Psalmist claimed (Ps. 101:3), "I will set nothing wicked before my eyes." I not only set wicked things before my own eyes, I set wicked things before my children's eyes. "But whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to sin, it would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were drowned in the depth of the sea. Woe to the world because of offenses! For offenses must come, but woe to that man by whom the offense comes!" (Matt. 18:6-7) Woe is me! I am the man who would be better to have a millstone hung around my neck!

Paul makes it clear (1 Cor. 6:12) that "all things are legal for me, but all things are not helpful. All things are lawful for me, but I will not be brought under the power of any." There is no rule that says, "Television is a sin!" But if you (or your children) are "brought under its power" it is "not helpful." If you are even slightly addicted like I was, perhaps God calls you to be delivered from television's grip by simply "plucking it out."

In focusing on the things God has directed us to "pluck out" of our children's experience it is possible to lose sight of the positive, pro-active things we replace these with. It is possible to so emphasis the defensive strategies that we lose sight of the offense. Our children do not feel stifled or neglected. They are unusually joyful, delighted children. From their earliest ages we persuade them that surrendering to God's design produces a far superior lifestyle than the vanity of pursuing the world's emptiness. We replace the corrupting influences with an excitement cultivating hearts after God's heart.

Still the pre-requisite to any offensive strategies is a good defense. My challenge to Christian parents is to DARE TO SHELTER their children. We are to "lead them not into temptation but deliver them from evil" (Luke 11:4) by protecting them from temptations they have not proven an ability and commitment to reject. We will be held accountable for every influence we allow to cause them to stumble. God, give us Your courage and grace. "


We will continue to "shelter" the rest of our children here at Pure Water Hollow Homestead with the Lord's help! Erica is our first to begin venturing out on her own and leaving the safety of our protective "nest". I know she is prepared to live a Holy life amidst the ungodly generation of our time and serve Him with boldness! Only time (and eternity) will tell exactly the impact her life is having on a lost world. To God be the glory!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Doe, A Deer, A Female Deer....

Matthew and Aaron went back into Pure Water Hollow and up to the ridge tops again this Lord's Day morning. The woods are a wonderful place to get close to God, and I trust that they felt God's presence!

It was a bit warmer this morning, in the upper 30s, and a steady drizzle was heavy in the air. God's morning light of dawn had time to awaken this day before any deer were taken. I was out opening up the chicken coop around 7:10 am. The rooster had been crowing for some time now, and the chickens are always anxious to get out into their lot as soon as they see light.

As I was feeding the greedy hens a shot pierced through the still, wet morning. I quickly turned to get back to the house because I had left the radio there and I wanted to find out what had happened. Before I reached the house, another gun shot rang out through the air from up in our hollow. When I got back into the house the clock read 7:20am and I had news over the radio that Matthew had shot two doe!

Matthew had gotten to the same oak tree where he was yesterday when he shot the buck. This morning he had time to sit down beneath a maple about 20 feet further on. With his back to the large tree, this silver maple offered him some protection from the cold rain.

As he sat and waited he saw a herd of 8 or 10 deer going by. He watched as the first two passed by. They were not very big and he was hoping for a bigger one. He decided to shoot the third one, which was bigger than the first two, and he was afraid that they may pick up his scent at any time. It fell immediately, and the rest of the herd bolted. But then Matt saw one of the large ones stop about 150 feet away. He decided to take it, and it fell in the spot where it was standing also!

Matthew and Aaron had taken his two 4-wheelers up to the turn around spot this morning before daylight, so all that was left to do was to load the two carcasses and bring them down to the house. It turned out that the smaller one was actually a button buck, but the other one was a large doe. It was more difficult to hoist that big doe up onto the swing set than it was the buck from yesterday. I'm guessing it weighed maybe 150 pounds? The button buck was smaller than the buck yesterday and Matt didn't have much trouble getting that one up.

Matthew proceeded with the job of gutting the animals and then Christina came out to help us skin them. Between the three of us, along with Aaron, we had the hides off and wrapped up in the freezer in no time! (We would love to try to tan them someday) We decided to let the carcasses hang as the temperature continued to be cool enough and we wanted to have enough time to get ready for church.

I was proud of Matthew that he was not going to allow the morning activities of the hunt, and the success of bagging two more deer, to interfere with going to God's House. (Too many people use deer hunting as an excuse for missing church.) We decided that we had much to thank Him for this morning, and what better place than church!

I'm glad we made it, also, because I was called upon to preach and the Lord blessed me with a good message! I thoroughly enjoyed it!

Now for some pictures:

Here they are on Matthew's Suzuki 4-wheeler: (Matt had just bought this 4-wheeler 2 weeks ago and it has come in pretty handy!)




Here the two deer are, hanging up to be worked on:

Matthew wanted to hang them up by their hind legs today and see if the gutting would go easier. Yesterday he hung the buck up by the front legs. It worked fine both ways, but he decided that he like them hung up by the hind legs the best.




Here is that mountain girl, Christina, helping with the skinning:





Matthew with the two gutted and skinned carcasses:






Well, now we need to get outside and cut up this meat that the Lord has blessed us with! It has continued to drizzle throughout the morning and afternoon and has not really stopped yet. I guess we will just have to get wet. (By the way, Aaron is back up in the hollow hoping to get a deer for himself. He was not successful this morning, and so far he has not reported anything this afternoon.)

Again, we will thank God for the blessings of this bountiful harvest of venison! It will make the grocery budget stretch quite a bit farther! I also want to thank my son Matthew. I am very proud of him and his success deer hunting this season. Only the second day, and he has already bagged 3!

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Music To Our Ears: Matthew's First Deer of the Season

Matthew told the story of this mornings' buck after it was all gutted, skinned, and sitting in the refrigerator. It is surprising how quickly he got it; he didn't even have time to sit down up on the ridge!

He had driven his truck up to the clearing and walked the rest of the way up the road to the turn around and on up the path to the east ridge. Aaron was taking the west ridge. It was still very dark as they were walking up the mountain side, but the first hints of dawn were beginning to show up. He kept his steps in the tire tracks from the path the 4-wheeler had made on previous days. This kept the crunching sound of the dried leaves down to a minimum.

It was difficult to see through the dim light of the morning, but Matt thought he was coming up on the big oak tree that he had planned on sitting beneath. It was about 6:35 am by this time. He thought he heard something walking, so he froze and scanned his surroundings. He was looking on down the trail, beyond the tree, when a form materialized before his eyes in the foreground of the picture! It was a buck, only about 20 feet away from him! He had walked right up on it, and didn't even see it at first! It dropped where it was standing on the first shot fired from our 30-30! He then shot it a second time to put it out for good.

Matthew came down to the house and got his 4-wheeler. He drove it up to the ridge to make the task of moving the deer carcass much easier. After loading it on the back of the vehicle, he brought it down to the house and we strung it up to our multi-purpose swing set in the side yard. Matt then proceeded to gut and skin the carcass and cut it up into pieces to store in the freezer.

It was a 4-point buck and probably weighed around 100 pounds. After we were finished taking the meat off that we wanted and deboning the roasts, we were happy to have about 35 pounds of prime venison meat!

Aaron came down and went back up in the hollow a couple of times throughout the morning, but he did not get a deer. He did see some, as well as turkey and squirrel, but he didn't get a shot off at the deer. Maybe tomorrow?

Here are the pictures I took, which may have been the first kill of the modern gun season of all the hunters out today!

On the back of the four-wheeler:



Hanging up on the children's swing set:



The gutting:



All skinned and ready to cut up for the freezer:





We feel blessed to be able to harvest this meat supply that God has provided us here at Pure Water Hollow!

The Hills Are Alive...With the Sound of Gun Fire

Today was the opening day of modern gun season, and you can tell it from the ring of gunfire coming from the surrounding hills. Matthew joined in with the ringing chorus and was right on tune!

It was a cool 34 degrees when he and his friend Aaron moved stealthily up our mountain at 6:00 am (in his 4 wheel drive truck). The sun was just beginning to illuminate the surroundings and promised to warm things up, but Matthew did not have much time to get cold. He came over the radio at 6:40am with the report of getting a buck!

He said it was just a 4-point, but that's fine. He's not in it for the trophy; just the meat. And it should be good eating!

When he brings it down I'll try to get a couple of pictures and post them on another post later. I'm not sure if Aaron is going to stay up there for a while and continue to try for one for himself or not. This morning's stanza is still unfolding and there is over a whole week to go in the symphony. Perhaps I will get to sing along before it's over, as well!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Poultry Pics


Here is our Buff Orpington/Black Giant rooster, Buck:





And this is Queen One Feather:



One of the pretty Buff Orpington hens:


This is a Buff Orpington/Light Brahma crossed hen:



Here are some of the rest of the flock:


Erica is watching some of the newer chicks:


Timothy drives his truck all around the chickens.



That's our mama duck.  Look what she has under her wings!

 

And here are our White Chineese geese:



So there you have a glipse some of our current poultry.