Fishing instead of mowing the lawn

My lawn needed mowing, still does. The weather lady on channel 12 gave me a day of sunshine, so perfect and fine! But hey, there's always some chore to take your time if you let it. And if I left that grass a growin' one more day and went fishin' instead, inner harmony would grow by leaps and bounds to the Nth degree.

I think the vitamin D of sunshine is absorbed so much better on a river than pushing a mower. Allergies... mowing stuffs up my head. Noses run in my family.

So I met friend Dave for a morning of canoeing, fly fishing, absorbing vitamin D and exchanging bull. Fly fishing I just took up again after forty years and this was my first canoeing in forty years, too. Canoeing 101 it was. Managed to dump us only once! Unstable guy in many ways, it was a balancing act that was fortunately tuned on a shallow river.

A beautiful river, it was shined on by a beautiful day. Bass were the targets and we got a few. Couple nice size, too! We'd drift and stop, wade and cast, dressed as fisherman do in chest waders, fishing vests and always wearing the smile a good day of friends and fishing brings.

Wore me out I must say! Lawn mowing would have done the same. But at days end, with canoe and stuff loaded up to go home, we sat at river's edge and had a cold one, reflecting on what a darn fine day it had been.

You know, it's getting into summer and lawns need to be a bit longer anyway, to keep from burning up. And a good day of fishing can keep a guy from burning out. A win-win situation!