Two months later, I return from a series of trips and the air is, if not balmy, then at least easily above freezing. And so the lakes melt.
Late in the afternoon I went to check on the fishermen. I have watched them over the now almost two years that I have lived downtown. You would not think that they would be there, given that the ice has melted in significant portions of the lake, yet there they were, a small handful, seemingly isolated, but in control, pulling in a few of the little ones, for maybe the last time this year.
