It is the middle of winter. Close your eyes and
dream about May and June. The sights the smells they
are intoxicating…even with your eyes closed.
The sounds of water…the smell of the
outdoors…It is all etched in your memories.
The world is new and beginning its rebirth.
Oh my …it is almost impossible to describe the
smells and the scenery.
The wind in the trees and the baby birds chirping.
A bee buzzing…
Unexpected discoveries on the way to the stream.
May I open my eyes now? I believe it is time to
fish.
~ Len Harris
Originally published March 19th, 2007 on Fly Anglers Online by Len Harris.