Harry got an early birthday present, a new fly rod from Orvis. Here is a view of the set up, assisted by Luther, our nephew who then went fly fishing for the first time. love the team … Continue reading
Harry invited me to go fishing with him this morning along the Battenkill. We brought along the dogs and had a wonderful time before the rain hit….
love the slowness of fly fishing and how much Harry loves it.
He has had a great week on the river, catching fish the last two days in a row… and deepening his relationship with the Battenkill…
Sammy took up her post, guarding the fisherman.
Willow is an intrepid explorer, wandering the shore…
Came across this quote from Walden by Henry David Thoreau:
“I love the broad margin to my life.”
consider the richness that comes with broad margins
margins not rigid but porous and expanding…
consider the margins of the battenkill river
caught in winter with the river and the sky promising spring to come.
a walk down the road taking a new turn following the river exploring with a friend discovering a new space along the river quiet reflections, geese in the distance an owl calls on the walk home… … Continue reading
a salamander on binninger road on a late summer morn a gust of memories Beaver Junction walks under a tall canopy another dirt road woods cool in the heat of summer walking with dad always hoping to meet another salamander … Continue reading
While over 2 feet of snow fell in NYC yesterday, we spent time upstate, walking along the Battenkill River with our two dogs, Willow and Samantha. The air was brisk and crisp and a little sunlight burst through the clouds. … Continue reading