Can you tell how excited i am? I can't even spell correctly. Two freaking days until my most favorite season of the year, other than fall.... TROUT SEASON! I'm a competitive girl. Always have been, always will be. I'm not much into bragging or boasting in front of the competition, I am humble most of the time. But give me a fishing pole, worms, a red bull, a radio, the clarion river, and big vin standing close by, and I lose it. Those fish are my competition and I don't care who knows it!
My well being relies on the next 6 months of numerous trips to the forest to bask in the glory of the sun, the rustling of the trees, softness of the shore, sleep i can enjoy out on rocks in the midst of the river, the coolness of the wind, the sweet smell of mountain air, the quiet, the calm , and the serenity that the forest brings. It is a serenity that softly caresses my soul like nothing before.
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who would've guessed you were a fisherwoman.
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