Tuesdays of Texture is a super cool weekly feature. You can read about it over here; but the short version is I want to see a bit of your world so link up your post in the comments!
Remember hunt season? I do. I remember most of the times I was out and about and heard a riffle shot and ran for coverage – even though manfriend insisted it was completely unnecessary.
And then there was that time when someone (a visitor) was outside the balcony talking and an empty shell fell on his back. I walked up to manfriend and, with the most boricua hands I’ve ever done, told him to re-evaluate how unnecessary it was to find coverage during shooting. And also to SHUT UP.
I’m from the coast. If I hear a gun shot, I don’t care how many kilometres away it was shot, I’m going to cover my head because SURVIVING.
So, the other day I’m walking around and see these things propped in a tree. Someone found an empty shell and hung it as a souvenir. Baby J asked what they were and I mumbled something about hunters, which inevitably ended up bringing up Bambi and well, that’s the Hardcore Country Life for you.
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I wish you a peaceful Tuesday! Do remember to share a bit of it with me!