Gone Fishing

Hubby and I were on our way home from town the other day and happened to drive by one of the streams where local people gather to fish. It's such a lovely pasttime--fishing. Quiet, relaxing, soothing. It's not really about the fish. Well, it is--I mean you would like to catch a few, but it's more about the atmosphere. Sitting beside a lovely body of water and lazing around in the warm spring/summer breezes that come across the rivers and lakes. That's what fishing is all about.

As much as we both enjoy the time spent fishing, we rarely ever get to do it. We have most of the gear we'd need to go right now and spend the day by the stream. Some of the fishing tackle we'd have to get more of, or could use improving on, but it's more a matter of time. Even out in the country where life is much slower, there are still things to do that fill up days faster than should be possible. We smiled as we drove by the weekend fishermen the other day and looked at each other. We both knew what the other was thinking--it's time to take a day off and put up a sign that says 'gone fishing'.