When a person lives in the midst of waters, a person lives on fish in one way or another. Ever since I was a tiny little girl I’ve loved fishing. Looky here:
That is my little self, with a fish that I caught on a bent safety pin and a piece of sturdy thread tied to a wooden ruler. Waste not want not. I wish we had pictures of me fishing for sunfish and crappie under the willows at the edge of Boom Lake. Ah well. I keep the memories close at heart.
There is more to fishing than the meditative aspect. Fish like beautiful places. They can’t help it, it’s genetic. Antrim County is a good place to go fishing.
See what I mean? We are spoiled for choice Around Here. Especially in blessed autumn. Soon enough I will be grousing about s*** and fuel bills. But just for now . . . let’s go fishing.