Isn't it the way!

Just last night (Monday), I'm piling wood behind my house. Hoping to bet the rain, which hit about 5:00 pm. Okay time to head in, glance around the fields... sure enough a nice 8 point that I have several pictures of, but haven't seen for sometime, is cruising the alfalfa not 150 yards from me. He crosses the creek and heads towards my barn. I walk up to the corner of the barn, he passes me at 50 yards. Gives me glance as he's passes. Puts his nose to the ground and continues on his merry way, along the creek edge...

...rifle season ended here Sunday night!