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I am sitting up on the hill with a cold beer.

Sun is shining...no wind. The land is completely covered in frost.

Kids are home.


I am watching my sheep about 3/4 of a mile off...and listening to my guard dogs bark.

They are really going at it. I can recognize some individual barks.


Pretty content.


You lot have a happy place?


Just that.

Anywhere my girls are.

Spring. Before it gets too hot. Watching my rice sprout.
Fall when the rice is being cut. The smell of the dew and the geese coming down for the winter making noise overhead.

When I’m high up in the mountains, and other wild country. Afoot and alone.

Any time I'm in the woods/wild alone or with my boys

Being Home in NW Michigan in the Summertime for couple wks

Huntin turkeys in the Springtime anywhere they are

I do

I have a few. One's my back porch picking my guitar. One's where I used to take our retriever to chase pheasants, One's a stretch of trout stream and the rest are up in the mtn's a few miles from the road where I've hunted several years. Been thinking about where I'd like my ashes to go, I may write up three places where my boys would have to hike in a ways.

One last kick in the ass, LOL!!

Yessir.

Eagle Cap Wilderness, Matterhorn.

Watching my goats:

Cheers Jim !!

You know mine.

Dining table, with family & dogs !

Morning coffee under the carport with a couple of dogs.........listening to chris plant on the radio.....

Grilling out in the same location with animals while sipping

Bourbon a close second......

On top of the ridge overlooking home.

My porch in Idaho.

"Everybody's got a happy place."

Probably not. I am happy a lot of places most of the time but most/all of them would come with times of terror and times of major aggravation as well. Seasonal happy places maybe?

I live on my happy place. I stumbled across it 6+ years ago and God said, "Here,...this is for you". I bought it for a song.

I view it as the reward for all the bullshit I've been through. Maybe that's right,...maybe it's not.

But something must be going on. I left home at 19 without a clue as to how to get by in the world--and everything that has transpired since then has put me here in this situation that I've done nothing to deserve.

I just got up and went to work every day for a half century and it worked out plenty good enough to satisfy an old country boy from the sticks of western Kentucky.

I know other people who did what I did and never ended up with schitt.