My Favorite Season Essay Fall is my favorite season out of the other three sensational seasons in Minnesota. I love fall because it happens to be my favorite season of the year. No, not volleyball or football season, but deer hunting. I have had good years hunting, and I have had bad years hunting, but my favorite year was my second year hunting. November 8th, 2014. The first Saturday of the deer hunting season. Opening day. It was a 20 to 30 degree Fahrenheit day. Earlier this morning, my dad and I went out hunting hoping to get something, but sadly I did not see anything sitting in the stand with my dad. Since we had a long and boring morning, my dad and I decided to head back home and rest for the night shift of hunting. When we returned home, I undressed from all my orange clothing and took a long nap. I woke up to eat lunch, which was some warm homemade soup that my mother had made my dad and I to eat for lunch. After lunch, we were ready to head out again....show more content...Half of the day had passed by and it was time for round two of the opening day. I was so pumped for that night that it was hard to stay still. When we reached to grandpa s house, we pulled out the four wheeler again and drove it about a half a mile to our stand right in the middle of a swamp. The first hour out in the stand was so boring and again. I was sitting there looking at the beautiful birch trees and the tall prairie grass surrounding the stand. On the birch trees there were many antler scrapings, which means the bucks were once here marking their territory. My deer stand is approximately 20 feet off the ground, which gives a great view of the woods. I could see my grandpa s barn, which was about a half a mile away, but I could not see his big teal house, since all the big trees were blocking my view. Next to my stand about 40 feet away is an old and rotted deer stand someone put up in a tree many years Get more content on HelpWriting.net

1. My Favorite Season Essay
Fall is my favorite season out of the other three sensational seasons in Minnesota. I love fall because it happens to be my favorite season of the
year. No, not volleyball or football season, but deer hunting. I have had good years hunting, and I have had bad years hunting, but my favorite
year was my second year hunting.
November 8th, 2014. The first Saturday of the deer hunting season. Opening day. It was a 20 to 30 degree Fahrenheit day. Earlier this morning,
my dad and I went out hunting hoping to get something, but sadly I did not see anything sitting in the stand with my dad. Since we had a long
and boring morning, my dad and I decided to head back home and rest for the night shift of hunting. When we returned home, I undressed from
all my orange clothing and took a long nap. I woke up to eat lunch, which was some warm homemade soup that my mother had made my dad and
I to eat for lunch. After lunch, we were ready to head out again....show more content...
Half of the day had passed by and it was time for round two of the opening day. I was so pumped for that night that it was hard to stay still.
When we reached to grandpa's house, we pulled out the four wheeler again and drove it about a half a mile to our stand right in the middle of a
swamp. The first hour out in the stand was so boring and again. I was sitting there looking at the beautiful birch trees and the tall prairie grass
surrounding the stand. On the birch trees there were many antler scrapings, which means the bucks were once here marking their territory. My
deer stand is approximately 20 feet off the ground, which gives a great view of the woods. I could see my grandpa's barn, which was about a half
a mile away, but I could not see his big teal house, since all the big trees were blocking my view. Next to my stand about 40 feet away is an old
and rotted deer stand someone put up in a tree many years
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