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I recently went deer hunting. As I was sitting in the tree stand, it was hard to not notice the deafening silence. In that silent realm, you can hear everything. Until it's that quiet, you have no idea how much noise a single, dried leaf makes as it falls from its supporting branch and flutters to the ground. A squirrel that weighs maybe a pound, sounds as if he's 40 pounds as it scampers through the leaves. The periodic tapping of a woodpecker echos through the woods as it looks for another insect to eat. Geese honk in the distance. Gravel crunches under the tires of a car traveling down a distant road.

That's one thing I really like about being in the outdoors, whether it's fishing or hunting. The peace and solitude envelopes you. Little else seems to matter as you're able to escape the hustle and bustle of everyday life. The theme songs from my son's favorite kiddie shows blare loudly in my head.