Setting in my tree stand as I type this post. Trusty BFR Bisley 475 Linebaugh by my side. Mighty chilly morning in eastern Nebraska. 18 degrees but felt like 12 according to my cell phone.

Saw one doe and fawn at 30 yards around 9am. Could have made my first kill with a handgun. Passed on the doe in the hopes she would continue on the trail to my future son in-law. No such luck.

Just glad I can still get out and enjoy what god put for us to enjoy. Wind rustling leaves, the engine of a small airplane passing over and Canada geese flying the Platte River.

What a beautiful day.