they start coming out this time of year. everywhere. the park, walking the dog, on the river. and it is a good thing as the world opens back up and the winter winds go down.
you see them at the river and it is for me like seeing a strange and wonderful animal......i haven't seen one of them for 5 months. good for you to go fishing, me too. it will undoubtedly weird you out a bit in some places.....you know about this place too? maybe you bristle a bit, your personal secret exposed to another.
i love going out to think. or to unthink. for me this time of year usually the later. it is 2 weeks from the 6 year anniversary of my pop passing and i get weird this time of year thinking on it. those damn birds in the morning, their singsong reminder. so i go to the water to unthink as i unfocus on everything except the practice of casting and fishing. be alone so as to avoid the question from my good loving wife who knows the answer: whats wrong? i'm just tired of telling you, even all these years later. and i'm sorry for not telling you, you know anyhow, but i just need to be alone.
or if not alone, bathed in the good laughter of young life and the dog walkers at the park.