Ben took the boys hunting on Sunday.
It was a spur of the moment decision--much to the boys delight!
I decided it was high time I jumped on the hunting bandwagon, so I tagged along. Other than when Henry took me to the duck blind a few years ago, I've never gone. (I don't even know how I can call myself a Pracht!)
I had the VERY BEST TIME with them!
Sadly, the very next day I found out that the farm had been sold.
I knew it was coming, and that's part of the reason why I decided to head down there with the boys--sort of a "now or never" kind of thing--but I almost think my little hunting trip made things even harder for me.
There are just so many things I'm going to miss when that land is gone.
We're all really sad, but you can't fight progress so we'll just have to make the most of the few months that we have left.
Chin up!
