Jeana’s Corner – The Seasons

Christmas is fast approaching and it seems everyone is busy trying to get presents purchased, decorations put up and cards sent out. This year I was late doing all of those things. I felt bad, it was the first time in nearly 20 years that my tree had not been put up the first weekend of December, but I had a good excuse, I promise.
While everyone enjoys the 4 seasons of the year, my family and I enjoy 5. We have Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall and Deer Season, it is the same with the holidays. Most people and stores jump straight from Thanksgiving to Christmas, but not in Ohio, not at my house. We have a period in time that many do not recognize, some refuse to acknowledge, and others will know exactly what I am talking about. Deer season.
Now archery season for me comes in the last part of September, and I am out there as much as I can trying to fill my tags, as well as the freezers we have in our home. Come November though, the rut hits and then it is gun season. Now while I am more of a fan or archery hunting than hunting with a gun (Ohio you hunt with shotgun, muzzleleader or straight walled cartridge rifles), if my tags are not full, out I go. This year I only had one doe going in, so that meant gun season for me.
So after cooking the Thanksgiving turkey and eating the pumpkin pies, my family and I began unpacking boxes. Not Christmas boxes, but hunting ones. Boxes containing cold weather gear, orange hunting vest beanies, and ammo. Guns needed cleaned, and sighted in, so you see decorating the house for a holiday that was nearly a month away was not even thought of.
The Monday after Thanksgiving to the woods we went, or should I say back to the woods we went. We camp for a week during the rut, normally, and this year were camping during gun season as well. We hunt property that is about 35 minutes away, so camping on property was so much easier than getting up at 4:30am and driving there. I am not a morning person, so I will take whatever amount of sleep I can get, especially when it is 0 dark thirty when I arise to sit in a tree.
The week came and went, with deer having been taken from the property, I got another doe, the elusive big racked buck still escapes me, but I am ok with that. I was in God’s Country, praising him and giving him thanks for the harvest he allowed me to take, and for the beauty around me so many take for granted or never take the opportunity to experience.
I now have my Christmas tree up, and it is complete with shot gun shells, antlers and duck calls. It is a reflection of the important things in my life, the life of my family, and is a true representation of who we are. Stockings are now hung on the fireplace, cards from friends and family adorn my doorway and the boxes have been put back away; for another year.
Happy Hunting and Merry Christmas!

Dec 20, 2015 | Category: Blog, Jeana's Corner | Comments: 4


4 comments on “Jeana’s Corner – The Seasons

  1. Kelsey

    I grew up in Ohio and know how deer season is!! I recently moved to southeast Texas, and the deer are so scrawny compared to the big Ohio deer. I also know how sometimes it’s hard to get those decorations up during hunting season, but good for you for tying in your passion of hunting into your Christmas decorations 🙂 My buck mount has a santa hat and Christmas tree ornaments!

    • Kelsey

      I love that you put a hat on your deer. I hear people say all the time how big the Ohio bucks are, I have yet to get one of them, but not for lack of trying. My husband has harvested some nice ones. I know my time will come. I hope you and your family have a blessed and Merry Christmas!


  2. Erin loecker

    Great story! It’s so true!sometimes things are set aside for hunting season.i love to hear you say it’s ok with not getting that big buck.cause it’s all about just being one with nature and being lucky enough to harvest something at all.thanks for a great Christmas story

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