Friday, March 07, 2014

First glimpse of spring

I couldn't see spring before today. I saw signs in early-blooming flowers and the angle of light, but today I could see spring in the river. 
Tiny bugs hovered above the water doing some kind of vibrating life dance that was driving the trout crazy, and blue herons fussing at fishermen had spring written all over them. And of course the ever-so-slightly greening of trees was like a climatological telegram.
The up and down of the weather these last few weeks weighed heavily on my psyche putting me into a creative malaise. 
But today, I'd gotten caught up with all my projects and chores and had time on my hands.
Jilda was sick of my long face and said WHY DON'T YOU GO FISHING! She said it slowly, emphasizing each syllable so there was no chance of being misunderstood. 
She never gives me orders, but this request felt very close to one, so just after noon, I grabbed my fishing hat and boots and headed to the river.
I'm so glad I did. I didn't catch any fish, but I got a chance to be on the water and to get my first glimpse of spring.
My spirits soared. 


  1. I was going to go looking for spring tomorrow, except now it will rain, then snow. Your fishin' hole looks wonderful.

  2. You have a great partner and I really enjoy the way that you present life.

  3. Jilda is a smart woman Rick :) It is taking a little longer for Spring to show itself here but I am looking forward to it :)

  4. Great picture! I wished it looked like that in the Midwest, but it will soon. Glad you had a chance to enjoy your day and get back to where you want to be!


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