It's always good to get back to basics.
Deep Snow and a pair of snowshoes places my mind into a place of quiet comfort.
Lighting a fire by flint and steel reminds me that the stresses of life can be unraveled and placed into their proper perspectives.
A quiet meal and a warm fire reminds me that this is exactly where I belong.
The buckskin shirt was made by me almost thirty years ago and was made from a deer which was killed by a vehicle. I wear it when I need to return home.
Hawks.
