I Was A Dog On A Short

Barring Love I'll Take My Life In Large Doses Alone--rivers, Forests, Fish, Grouse, Mountains. Dogs.

It Is Utterly Soothing To Fly Fish For Trout. All Other Considerations Or Worries Drift Away And You Couldn't Keep Them Close If You Wanted. Perhaps It's Standing Thigh Deep In A River With The Water Passing At The Exact But Varying Speed Of Life. You Easily Recognize This Mortality And It Dissipates Into The Landscape.

I Would Rather Give Full Vent To All Human Loves And Disappointments, And Take A Chance On Being Corny, Than Die A Smartass.

My Advice Is, Do Not Try To Inhabit Another's Soul. You Have Your Own.

Fishing Tournaments Seem A Little Like Playing Tennis With Living Balls.