Thirty years ago my eldest brother was a deer hunter in Michigan. He tracked alone in the woods after a snowfall and perched for hours in a tree, waiting with bow and arrow and thermos. When his prey finally came in sight he aimed, knowing the hit would be true. Then he set down his weapon. He promised his children he’d hunt but not kill. Our local hunters don’t have that luxury. They are called to duty at moments through the winter, as boar and deer overpopulate, and damage to orchards and vineyards reaches a tipping point. There’s a slight […]
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