But, the day was busy, the week will be busy and I hate to waste a shot that’s barely 24 hours old. I took it on a ride past the lakes yesterday afternoon, at a spot where, not too long ago, I used to idle away minutes watching fishermen (and occasionally women).
Yesterday I watched them again and considered whether, at that moment, I too would rather be fishing.
No, I guess not.
Today, on the other hand...