Just got back from a humbling ride in the truck.
Had to give a tour of the place to some of my wife’s out of town friends who are buying a place here. I hate doing this but made the rounds with a smile on my face. Pull into a famous fishing spot to show them the shoreline and right out in front birds dive bombing and large fish slashing at something
....no rod, not even a camera...As I sit there with my mouth open just gawking at the scene the lady says...Oooh look at all the birds diving and huge splashes in the water....where’s your fishing rod Jim? In the garage, Looooong sigh, I said, sort of sums up my season. God is doing this to punish me for something I have done; I think I need to go to church more.
I might head back that way tomorrow morning...just for the hell of it
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