Goin Fishin .....

Scottsville, NY

 Some photos tell a story.  One shot and it all unfolds.

A statue, placed along a rambling brook and my mind wanders off to a place deep within me  ... fishing.

Cape May, New Jersey

If I can't be the one fishing, then I love watching the sport through different eyes.

Mendenhall Glacier, Alaska

I'm in wonderment of nature....

Mendenhall Glacier, Alaska

That little black dot is a salmon swimming against the raging waters ....going to spawn. 

Ketchacan, Alaska

...and, how it's all connected in the cycle of life.  If you look closely, you can see the bear, sitting in the brush, savoring these salmon!

Webster Par, Webster, NY

And .... what about those quiet places that say ... throw in your line ... doesn't matter if you catch anything ... its really about the beauty around you.

Wilmington, New York

Upper Saranac, NY

So my memories trail off. I'm with my Dad, it's after supper. We wander down to the dock and start up the engine that will take us up the lake for and hour of fishing and just being together.  These are the views we shared. We sometime sat in silence.  Then we would talk ... but I don't remember about what.

Honeymoon Isalnd, Saranac Lake, NY

Miller Pond, Saranac Lake NY

Miller Pond, Saranac Lake, NY

However, the memory stirs my soul.

Without realizing it, I keep those memories around me ... for comfort.  This is my Dad's fish basket, hanging on the back of one of my doors. It's filled with the first flowers my grand-daughter gave me.

 This whole journey started with this picture this morning ... which hangs near the fish basket. 

My heart is happy today.