MAINE - Life in the Slow Lane
Dave V.
May your birds all get eaten by cats.
May your tulip bulbs rot in the ground.
May your mayflies not emerge.
and may sunscreen be found to cause boils.
Woke up this morning to another foot of blowing snow....Temps in the minus....And more
miserable weather on the near horizon....If I ever get my hands on my fly rod, I am not letting
go of it until October 15th :>
I second Stephen's motion.
Birds are chirping Tulips poking out of the ground . Guess I need to take a quick trip to the stream . I heard there is a mayfly hatch going on . Better find the sun screen first . Hope you folks back east are having a wonderful day .
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.