This city, shrouded in clouds, flanked by roof-top forests, overgrown with fatina and the like. Silver slips of harbor beckon you to come...
The Art of Fly Fishing
The Art of Fly Fishing Life is not to be grasped violently Or held onto desperately But rather to be allowed to flow through your fingers Like the delicate line of a fly-fishing rod Artfully cast into the stream Skillfully plotted With a watchful eye And tenderly guided with a firm grip © Sandy Hibbard... Continue Reading →