Still learning

He came back from Colorado over two weeks ago and soon afterwards four canvas tarps were hanging on our back fence. No explanation from the Country Boy, so I did what comes naturally – tried to figure it out for myself.

Why would a man put tarps on a fence for over two weeks?

Maybe they were used when he packed the elk meat onto the mules in the wilderness…

They look like they have stains on them, maybe he’s having them on the fence to “wash” them in the rain and bleach them in the sunshine…

Maybe they got too strong of a scent on them and he needs to air them out like the rest of his gear…

Whatever the reason, the tarps stayed on the fence for the last 16 days.

In the rain.

In the sun.

 

In the frost.

In the strong breezes.

Yesterday, the wind blew two off the fence right around the time the Country Boy came home. I let him know that and asked if they were ready to come off the fence yet.

“Are they dry yet?”

Huh…..?

“They were damp in the trailer so I hung them up there to dry.”

What….?

It becomes very clear that I over think things way too much when it comes to some of this hunting stuff.

Way too much.

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About CountryBoyCityGirl

A city girl who fell in love with a country boy. Found bliss, along with large piles of mule droppings for her and two little girls to now try to avoid.
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One Response to Still learning

  1. Linda says:

    One of my favorite posts. Still chuckling. We are all guilty of over-thinking. Good lesson.

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