It doesn’t matter what you call it . . . there are times when it’s important to refocus energy.
This was one of those weeks, and time on a stream is our preferred method.
It was a perfect fall day.
Sun generated enough heat to counter the chill, as long as you were layered up. The Crooked was fishing well, and wildlife was prolific.
Media, mainstream and social, has gotten in the way. The constant barrage of sales and holiday propaganda came to an end . . . severed and throttled, those sources of noise were quieted.
This blog is where we can be found.
It’s a calm niche, carved out of the madness that is swirling about us.
Don’t expect us to click ‘like buttons’ on popular social media sites. If you need to talk, you know how to find us . . .
. . . right here or on the river.
Find a spot of your own and refocus . . . the world is going to get messy.