It's a Great Day for Fishin'

I started this day early like most with a cup of coffee in hand and a kiss to the old man on his way out the door another day of work beginning well before the sun has rose. After he rolled out I glanced at the calendar, that helpful reminder of the days duties. But it's the holidays and my block is empty except for that solid little black fish. 

Translation~Black fish=great day for fishing.

 But...I'm unprepared, I couldn't tell you where my pole might be, my license(what license) have expired, sleet is hitting the window and Jack is still snuggled in bed; so I've did my kind of fishing. At least as of lately, I've waded through my favorite blogs. There have been some awfully good ones that made me feel inspired or gave me a smile. 

All the sudden..

I gotta hit...

This one I couldn't throw back and I'm going to share him with you.

This guys perspective true and breathtaking.

True and the Brave/Fly-Fishing

I hope you enjoyed his post as much as I did.

Thank you for stopping by 

and as always..

BE BLESSED.