This is a dead deer. Don’t look away.

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I have a bone to pick with you. With some of you, at any rate.  Specifically, those of you  who object to articles about killing animals and photos of those animals, killed. I kill animals. Over the past several years, my husband, Kevin, and I have killed most of the meat we eat. We have […]

On gun shopping

My doe from last year

I bought a rifle. I bought a rifle because Kevin and I have been hunting deer in states that, unlike Massachusetts, allow it, and a rifle is a much better tool for deer-hunting than a 20-gauge shotgun with a rifled barrel, the only other gun I own. I should say at the outset that I […]

2014: The calorie retrospective

My little button buck: 9800 calories.

Back in 2012, Kevin and I set a goal of getting 20.12% — OK, call it 20% — of our calories from what we grew, hunted, fished, and gathered. I kept a monthly tally and added it up at the end of the year. It was an interesting exercise. We did it because, the previous […]

The smell test

Our latest quarry

Looking back over what we’ve learned in the five years we’ve been here, I think it’s instructive to compare our fishing and hunting experiences. Fishing, we’ve been reasonably successful. Over the season, we catch enough fish to feed us one or twice a week all year, with extra to barter. Our bluefish and striped bass […]

The deer departed

Yes, a picture of poop

Kevin’s word is always to be relied on. This is all well and good when, as a trader, he gives his word to his customer that he will give them the best possible fill. Also when, as a husband, he gives his word to have and to hold and, if not to obey, certainly to […]