Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 746
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Monday, June 23, 2014
Gratitude Monday–It's Not About The Fish
Yesterday was a brilliant blue day topped with warm sunshine.
To respect and honour this first full day of summer we went fishing.
The Elk Creek Pond is a rehabilitated gravel pit along the Forestry Trunk Road at Elk Flats, west of Rocky.It's in the first range of mountains and it is a spectacular, peaceful spot.
Clouds moved in on the way, but the sun still shone. Fish jumped in the pond, taunting and teasing us as we cast our lines and tried different lures.
A few other people, mostly families with children, showed up soon after we arrived. They enjoyed the moment as only families with children can.
We didn't catch anything.
We never do.
And fishing really isn't about the fish.
It's about a peaceful spot in the mountain dressed in the deep green of summer. It's a peaceful pond stocked with trout who jump for insects, or joy, or for any reason a fish can think of to rise out of the water and slap back in on a warm, sunny day.
It is time together making yet another memory, and for all this and more I am grateful.
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12 comments:
Beautifully put, Leah!
And I'm getting tired of the whole journey/destination metaphor, so I may have to start reminding myself "it's not about the fish!"
Thanks, Crabby. I'm tickled you'd use that as a reminder.
What a happy day, i'm glad you had that.
Thank you, Messymimi.
Sounds like a lovely, peaceful day.
Kimberley, it was one of the best.
Fish jumping is one of the most peaceful sounds in the world.
Mary Anne in Kentucky
Agreed, Mary Anne.
As my husband always says, "If it was about the fish they would call it catching...not fishing."
Wise words, Tabor.
Very true, Leah. Frank and I have been enjoying not catching a lot of fish lately. But the fishing is divine.
Sometimes not catching anything is the best, Hilary.
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