Up until last night I had a couple of lovely Hazelnut bushes down at our pond. They had finally started producing nuts this year, and we eagerly gathered up our little harvest yesterday afternoon.
We've had a nine point buck hanging around here lately, and some time last night I guess he decided to claim those bushes for his own. They are destroyed now,...guess where DH is spending his afternoon?
What if you're wrong? What if there's more? What if there's hope you never dreamed of hoping for?