day 51

Well, while Faline's mom rested in the cooler today, I went back to the vineyard in the afternoon to retrieve my lost knife. Right before leaving last night I put it on the step rest to the truck bed, then drove off. I followed my tire tracks in the grass to figure out approximately where it might be, and on the second pass voila, there it was--I found the shiny blade under a clump of grass. Whew.

Tomorrow's deer butchering day. Should be interesting with the little Zs around. Wish me luck.

That's confessions of a knife losing deer sniper.