A journey to the special places in our heart
Do you ever feel like going to your favorite fishing lake or river and just sitting quietly and watching the trout rise for flies? Just being there is soothing to the heart and the soul. Sitting on that dead tree fallen many years ago and watching the currents of the river flow bye. It’s comforting to be on the bank with that nice warm summer breeze blowing on your face easing the stresses of everyday life. The fish are just a bonus perhaps, the serenity is the reason. I have been combing through my photos lately and that always seems to take me back in time to those special snapshots of frozen images that never leave the mind or soul.
Memories of these special locations still take me back in time. A bank where the cotton woods are twenty feet tall and the soil is abundant with wild sage. We used to drive to this place and run over the banks like couple of school kids running away from the last day of class. Once we were beside the river we would light a fire and watch the embers fly up towards the heavens, it’s like I was there yesterday. We would laugh and talk about our life’s struggles and triumphs while casting into the river of life. Most times we would find what we were looking for in these special places, whether it was the fish or something other then the trout. Many dreams originated along this bank side getaway and many aspirations became realities. Continue reading