Fishing, if I a fisher may protest,
Of pleasures is the sweet'st, of sports the best,
Of exercises the most excellent.
Of recreations the most innocent.
But now the sport is marde, and wottye why?
Fishes decrease, and fishers multiply
- Thomas Bastard (1598)
The day started off with a large buck in the road as Susie and i cruzed into the Brook at sunrise to pick up the subaru. By nine the pole barn was clean and a bunch of fire wood was blocked up.
A quick run to town to drop off some of Susie's art at the gallery, then coffee and crescents with Marty and Jace down at the Happy Bean. A few more projects back home like mowing and pickin apples for cider for the press then a drive out the valley to see Joan and Mart. A quick stop at the trout stream and 20 minutes later four trout landed and released. Back down to the gallery this evening for Gail Chavenelle's opening.
Below is a shot of one of Gail's blanks that We doctored up with for bellevues fishtville and below is one of her super cool horses.
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