For many years I was focussed trying to fool a smart fish into taking a fly. Many years of getting up in the middle of the night almost in a rush to get to the stream. I still get up early every now and then however, it is equally as much for the beauty of seeing the morning unfold as it is for the increased chance of the early morning strike. The more years that I spend wandering the more I realize just how much the beauty of each moment becomes. It is a time to appreciate and reflect while leaving behind the so many of todays troubles. The many elements to each new day is a refresh and the chance to AIR IT OUT. In most cases I return ready to meet the challenges of the next day. It is beautiful.
11 сен 2024