Some mornings you wake up late.
You decide on a whim to get in an hour or two of fishing.
You check and recheck the water temperature.
You catch a handful of tiny rainbows.
You decide you'll get photos of the next one.
The tuber hatch begins.
You look up at through the laurels instead of always looking down.
You play with inchworms.
You never get a photo of the next one.
Happy Monday!
