| ...it's about looking out, seeing the lake and wanting to be out on it... |
| ...and working hard so you can have a boat to take you there... |
| ...and feeling joy in the sights along the way... |
| ...and sensing the enormity of the sky and the water... |
| ...choosing just the right lure that you just know will help you catch the fish swimming by... |
| ...choosing one that makes lots of noise seemed like a good idea to me today... |
| ...wondering if anyone has ever counted all the islands... |
| ...dreaming you'll catch a fish that's as big as you are... |
| ...and being ready in case you do... |
| ...remembering places you picnicked and swam years ago... |
| ...sharing the area with those who live here... |
| ...using all the fishing techniques you know... |
| ...watching the shoreline for all that it offers... |
| ...and always, always loving the loons... |
| ...imagining how they feel about it all... |
| ...looking up at the sky... |
| ...and seeing it repeated in the surface of the water below... |
| ...returning to the bay where you started the day... |
| ...feeling the pull to turn around and go back out again, right now... |
| ...but knowing tomorrow's another day... |
1 comment:
Looks so peaceful and that net is crazy big!!!
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