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  1. Hunter's Progress

From the recording Hunter's Progress

Evening run across the neighbor's pastures and by the creek. Snow had melted in patches on the crest of each fold in the field, but something about the snow's crunch and reflection got me thinking. Then I saw Orion reclining on the Massanutten ridge, and I decided there was a song to catch. And there really was a whining dog who wanted to join me, and I tried to empathize.

Lyrics

Hunter’s Progress
© Dave Nealon January 4, 2011
 
The hunter’s just waking, rising from the ridge
One eye on the scorpion, the other on the twins
He scarcely looks down on this frozen ground
He’ll chase the scudding clouds across the sky
 
Footfalls crunch beneath me in a shadow patch of snow
Breathsteam blows before me and the creek’s impatient flow
Drowning out the low and lonesome sound
Long-eared owl or coyote in the holler
 
Let me run the fields
Up and down the hills
Winds come race me, stars can chase me
I just can’t be still
 
As my course approaches the neighbor’s distant fence
Howling for his freedom, petitioning for his chance
A blue tick hound, the chain that holds him bound
Pining for a purpose and a mission
 
I mark the hunter’s progress with an upward glance at whiles
His distance is degrees and mine is rolling miles
The winter sky breathes a whisper sigh
Between the boughs of feather-nested cedars