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"Bear about"

Posted 10/22/2009 7:44am by Julie Hurst / Roy Brubaker.

I am sure you have noticed, I am sloppy when it comes to proofreading my own writing.  For the longest time I could not find the spell check in my website program and I am way too dependant on it, not to mention those nice little lines that show up on Microsoft Word to question one's grammar.   But... I finally found the spell checker.  Thank goodness.  Even though I had resolved to re-read everything with a tab open to Merriman-Webster, I rarely have patience or time to do it.  I really don't know how I graduated high school using a typewriter.  At least by the time college and grad school rolled around, my inattention to detail could be concealed with the touch of a button, or at least in part. 

We have a bear about.  Last week a pick-up truck pulled in the driveway and a man dressed entirely in camouflage stepped out.   No, he was not seeking enlistments; he was a hunter seeking permission to hunt deer in our woods.   He stood and talked for a long while about deer trails and local hunt clubs etc. etc.  and then, with a quick glance at the girls he said, "oh and there is a b-e-a-r about."   Frances and Riley immediately turned their open-mouthed, astonished faces towards Roy and I.  (At least someone in the family can spell.)  Mr. camo-hunter had seen very recent evidence while he was scouting for deer sign and then on Tuesday, while getting firewood, Roy saw it lumbering along the power line above our woodland.  We've always known there are bear in our area but we so rarely see them.  While black bears don't really scare me, I must admit I am a little hesitant about going on my walk/runs along the power line with Mac just now.  This time of year bears are supposedly fat and happy and preparing for hibernation, but what I if happen upon one when it is PMS-ing?  Death by bear sounds awfully painful and messy.  I think I will stick to the road for the time being and leave Mac in the garage.