Anyway...This hat was the one I got from Brush Ranch here in WI around 4 years years ago, and it's still my favorite. Dad took me there to go hunting when I was only 11, cause that's legal on ranches. Some ranches are to tiny for it to really qualify as "hunting" but this one was over 2,000 acres. It's run by an old archery hunter. He even has his museum on the ranch. Lots of beautiful African animal trophies. He even got an Elephant and a Crocodile with a BOW AND ARROWS! Brave hunter...I wouldn't do that...I like adventure...but that's pushing it for me! :)
Anyway, this hat carries special memories for me, since both Dad and I got a buck there, and we both got a hat like this too. :) It was really special and I'll never forget it. :)
And yeah...I couldn't resist a little Picnik editing on this one. ;) Wonder of all wonders, (without any Picnik hair-color-changing!) my hair looked RED(ish) in this photo! My hair is brown, brown, brown, brown, brown, but it looked RED(ish) here! YAY. I've always wanted red hair. ;P But I would NEVER dye my hair. ;) It's bad for it.
Pro 1:8 My son, hear the instruction of thy father, and forsake not the law of thy motherSince I went on the trip with my dad I thought this verse fit. I tell ya, I've got the best dad ever!
P.S. No I didn't change shirts to go with the 'hunting' theme. I really put on that shirt today, not thinking about this picture at all and uh...yeah...I really do look that red-neck farmer in real life!
~Natalya
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