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The Fisher-Men

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Sunshine dances on the water and gives the appearance that stardust has settled on the river. Bare toes cautiously explore the pebbles beneath the surface as an older sibling teases that the crawdads like to hide on the bottom and bite toes. The boys dug around under the rocks and driftwood until one of them finds the lost jig embedded in a piece of driftwood. They know its a good one because there is hardly any rust. There is just enough line still attached for a leader.

The boys hit upon the I idea that if they can catch enough fish for dinner that mom and dad would have to admit that are men now. Excitedly, they search the river bank and find enough discarded line to make a go of it. The oldest boy ties a section of line to a large piece of oak bark he found floating on the waters edge. Because they knew better than to make a splash. The boys hung the jig from the bark and pushed it out into water like a toy sail boat. A long stick gave them a little extra pushing power for a longer float time. Taking turns with one of them pushing the makeshift fishing boat out and the other one slowly reeling it back in by winding the line around short forked stick that was also plucked from the river. After some time with no action the boys decided that they need to do something different to make the fish bite. What they need was to make it more like real food.

The older boy jammed the forked stick into the muddy river bank and lead his brother back to camp for bread and peanut butter from the camp supplies. If a good o’l Peanut butter sandwich couldn’t make the fish bite then nothing would work. They hadn’t noticed the old man sitting behind the bulrush just a few yards away. He had listened to every word that passed between the boys as they made their plans to enter into manhood by proving to be successful fishermen. As soon as they were out of sight he cast his own line across their’s and drew their makeshift rig into the rushes. He carefully removed the largest Bass from his own stringer. He waited until he saw the boys return with their peanut butter sandwich bait and hooked his catch onto their rigging. The large bass revived and pulled the bark float out away from the bank just in time for the boys to see the line go tight. They ran to the forked stick and began to wind in the line as fast they could. To their joy they found the biggest fish they’d ever seen in their short lives on the other with the jig planted firmly in it’s jaw.

In celebration they split the sandwich and carried the large bass on the end of the line high in the air. Their little hearts swollen with pride. The old man gathered the remaining fish he had caught; climbing over the bank, he realized that he hadn’t quite remained as unseen as he thought. Looking up noticing his wife of fifty years at the top. She had seen the whole thing from the finding of the jig by two young boys to the sacrifice of a trophy bass by her husband. “I believe that was the big one that you’ve been after for ten years. Wasn’t it?” she beamed as she spoke. “Yup” was his only reply. “Why?” she queried. “Well”, he replied, “I will always know what it felt like to catch the big one. It’s something that I will never forget and neither will they. She realized that passing on his passion to the young boys was a far better trophy than anything he could ever hang on the wall of his den.

It’s been said that if you give a man a fish you can feed him for the day but if you teach a man to fish then you feed him for a lifetime. Occasionally, both are possible.

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Every Frog Has His Day

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Hello Friends! Tonight’s feature image is titled “Gray Monday” and is available for purchase by following the instructions at the bottom of the page.

Rainy days and Mondays are not to be desired or so it’s been said. Admittedly, I would have rather spent the day sitting in the sunshine and enjoying the birds singing while watching the ferry diddles play in the trees. But even the rainy day has it’s own joy if you look hard enough. Just beyond the trees and down the hill a piece is a ditch where the water pools. This is the frogs gather and sing for a mate in wet weather. It occurs to me that for a frog rainy days are one of life’s true joys. If it’s a warm sunny day a frog has to stay close to water and in the shadows to keep from drying out. But if it’s a warm rain a frog gets to come out and play. He spends his whole day making up songs that express his appreciation of the clouds. I can picture the scene in my mind. Mr Frog jumps out of the water and gazes skyward. A frog’s smile might be hard to detect but promise you that it’s there. He wiggles his webbed toes in the fresh mud. Then he takes a breath so deep that he blows up like a green balloon. Then he lets out a song like no song has ever been sung before. For a frog it’s the best Monday ever! One for the books! As the rain continues to fall gently the birds gather in the thick evergreen trees and the ferry diddles go to their dens. Everyone sits quietly waiting for rain to stop as they listen to frogs make beautiful music. Eventually I move from the window to the awning on the back of building and listen myself. Suddenly the gray sky doesn’t seem so bad. Monday isn’t so tough when your world is full of music.

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Casting Off

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Hello Friends! Tonight’s feature image is titled “Anchor Point 1” and is available for purchase by following the instructions at the bottom of the page.

The river never stops. Even when it’s cold enough to freeze the ice slides forward on a thin layer of liquid water beneath. There are times when it rages and sweeps away everything in its path and times when it laps gently at the shore delivering life to the landscape. But it never stops.

Time flows like a river. Our perception can give us the impression of time flying as when visiting with an old friend or we can slow time to a crawl as when that cup of coffee is knocked off of the table and seems to hover in mid air for a moment. But it never really stops. Time erodes the world. It carries away the opportunities of the moment and changes our personal landscape. One way that this happens is by living in the past. It’s good to have a sense of nostalgia especially if it gives us a sense of peace but if it blinds us to the present it can be a problem. I’m guilty of this. I think it’s human nature to hold onto things that bring us happiness. But if we miss today’s opportunity we’re going to miss tomorrow’s happiness as we watch yesterday’s joy fade away into the past. I chose tonight’s feature image to represent holding onto yesterday because it is an anchor point. It’s purpose is to hold the boat in one place while the river flows by. It’s that stability that gives us the ability to board the boat and navigate through the river but at some point have to cast off. Casting off requires letting go of the anchor point that is weathered and worn. Here then is the paradox, letting go of the anchor exposes us to the hazards of the current but without letting go we may as well not be in the boat in the first place. What will we do in the river of time? Will we go boldly into current and build the future or will we hold onto the anchor point until the river swells and sweeps it away? Certainly there’s a place for nostalgia in our lives. But it should be more of an aid to navigation than a anchor the prevents travel beyond the starting point. It’s place in our lives should be where we can visit and resupply for the next journey but never the place where we are stuck.

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A Quick Update On My Natural Calendar

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Hello Friends! Tonight’s feature image is titled “Awakening In March” and is available for purchase by following the instructions at the bottom of the page.

I’m the kind of person who is done with ice and snow about 2 days after Christmas. I have been longing for green leaves and a walk down a moss covered path for quite some time now. We still have a little ways to go yet but yesterday’s revelation of the Bradford pear with it’s swollen flower buds was just the boost I needed. So much so that I decided to savor the moment and post the closeup as a second post. I live at a higher elevation and the valley always greens up a few days to a few weeks before it does at my house. In addition to the Bradford pear I’m starting to notice that familiar crimson tinge on the red maple twigs that tells me they are waking up too. The sight of these things reminds me of being challenged to swim from the Battle Run “Beach” to the campground under water. Unless you’re Michael Phelps it’s only possible by occasionally coming up for air a few times. These buds are the fresh breath I need to get through until mid April. In addition I’m thrilled that we reset the clocks to Daylight saving time tonight and that means it’s no longer dark when I get home. ( Can we just move it by 1/2 hour and leave it there?). You might be discouraged to see the snow covering the delicate buds but have no fear. This actually helps them survive the cold! I have been reviewing the metadata on in my archive to judge the dates of my natural calendar. Last year this tree was in full bloom on March 16th. By April 2nd the the Japanese Maple at the shopping center had tiny new leaves. The Redbud was in full bloom on April 14th and on April 23rd the dogwood trees were just starting to open. On April 25th last year I took a picture of a wild mustard plant in full bloom. And by April 27th the blackberries had both bloom and deep green leaves.

In closing, I know that tonight’s post is a little longer than normal and that I didn’t really cover the normal topic of taking time to declutter the mind but I do find encouragement in stepping back and gauging how long it is before the beauty of the Appalachian Mountains reveals itself in it’s milder form.

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Refilling

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Hello Friends!Tonight’s Feature Image is titled “Ready For Refill” and is available for purchase by following the instructions at the bottom of the page.

The thunder of the steel wheels and diesel engine quells to a rumble as the brakes screech. The train is approaching the tipple ready to carry another load out of the mountains. Empty cars clatter as they bump into each other when the train slows down. One by one the engine pulls them into position under the chute to be filled by the men who pull light out of the darkness.

There’s always going to be those days when we’ve given it all we’ve got and there is no more. We start of with a full load of whatever it is that we have to deliver. For the most part a trainload of coal will be delivered to a single destination but for the purpose of the illustration let’s suppose that the payload is divided up between several places. The train starts off with a mile of cars in tow. It stops and drops a few cars here and a few cars there. Sooner or later it will need to return home to refill.

We as humans start off with a load of whatever it is that we have to provide for those in need. All of it can be defined as one form of energy or the other. It could be spiritual energy in the form of prayers for those in need, or food for the hungry. Perhaps it’s simply our labor that we sell a little piece at a time to an employer. But whatever form it takes it’s a certain amount of our life’s energy infused into a token. Sooner or later it will run out and will need to refill our cargo and refuel the engine. We need to return home. For me that’s seeking God in the quiet time. It’s rest for mind and spirit as well as my body. I hope that it’s the same for you but however you get refilled it’s a necessary part of life and something that should not be ignored. If we find ourselves just going through the motions then it’s probably because we need to fill up again.

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