I went for a ride out to the McNabb farm with my honey this evening. We drove to the top of the hill at sunset. It was peaceful and romantical.
Me: Honey this is where I want my future house to be. Right here on top of this hill.
Mikeywade: No. This is where all my deer stands are.
Me: But you can hunt at the bottom of the hill too. And in the holler. You can plant food plots.
Mikeywade: How exactly do you think you are going to get water on top of this hill?
Me: I. Uh. It could happen.
The deer were absolutely everywhere by the way.
But come to think of it, I did not see one deer on top of that hill.
Excuse me while I go relay that message to my honey.
~Amber D. McNabb