Posted on December 25 2010
Standing on the edge of a shallow and cold river yesterday, watching hawks fluff against the wind, I marveled that the frozen ruts below could hold any life at all. But the wind shifted and briefly smelled just like spring and I was transported: to the gang of boys casting homemade flies to carp, to a raft of tricos making the perfect mid-morning, and to logs of tarpon hovering just below the surface, buoyed by new warmth.
The days get longer now.
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