The last few hours of the last day of deer hunting yesterday. Freezing cold, roaming the stark Badlands of western North Dakota, trudging through drifts of fresh snow.
And my man came through victorious.
That, my dear readers, is what they call "a buck". A 5-by-5, for those of you keeping score. Congrats, honey! And remember, now that deer season is officially over, I have a hair appointment and a massage appointment this weekend. I figure I've earned it.