Not My Favorite Time of the Year...

 It's been just below freezing for several nights here and while there are many places where that will be the case till the month of May I'd just soon have winter over. I'd like to be fishing and though I look back through the fishing log and see many photos of us in coveralls and facemasks on a winter wind swept lake the circumstances of Cathy's recent shoulder surgery and a couple of lingering ailments, small grandkids who would be absolutely miserable when they outgrew their snowsuits during the trip and a slight cold I have had make me wish to fish on a day when no shirt and no shoes feels about right. 

I know that sounds a bit lazy because the fish are probably biting. After all Cathy fell in the lake on a December day when we caught our biggest catfish ever. Various duck hunting adventures over the years have left me pretty soggy. I guess I have become a bit afraid of being cold even though I own suitable clothing for any adventures you might go on in this neck of the country. 

I don't think I am suited to live north of Tyler, Tx. All hail summer and girls at the beach.