a fish or two
I adore the lake. Just adore it. Especially on a calm and utterly peaceful day. I thrive on the soft lap of murky water, sun kissed toes, and fish scented fingers. Something about it is completely… uncluttered. I crave that. And also the ability it affords to put everything else aside, if only for a short time, to focus on a line and a bobber and the hope that a fish will bite.
the many faces of Jon