Fletcher's Pond- Hillman, MI
We took our annual trip up north to fish last month for Matt and his twin brother Todd's birthdays. It was peaceful and calm and comforting in the way only traditions or rituals can do to you. You step foot on the ground and breathe in the air and your mind and spirit go onto instant autopilot. You fall hard into the rhythm of the water...the foggy still mornings and brilliant napping afternoons and starry deep nights. It's such an unassuming place but I don't have any trouble romanticizing it one bit.
Max came home with whopper fish stories and tales of getting caught in the storm of all storms, just him and Matt and their tiny boat. Phoebe learned to work a reel and wouldn't pass up any chances to touch fish scales or swing a lure into your back. We added a new guy to the family and brought him along with us. His name is Wilbur and he's been the sweetest puppy you could ask for...a real fine fit.
Lovely sense of calm in these pictures.
ReplyDeleteYour photos speaks peacefulness... really an awesome shots!
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I remember that I really enjoyed fishing as a child. I could never kill the poor fish now but it taught me to be thankful to nature for the food it provided for us as well patience !
ReplyDeleteLove the pictures !
xx, Charlie
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What a wonderful ritual to create and continue with your lovely family <3
ReplyDeleteperfection.
ReplyDeletealso, your hat + coat.
beautiful as always.
xx