That’s not true – I don’t fish. I like the visual though – sitting on a boat in still water, line dragging in, bobbin bobbing, silence interrupted only by an occasional gurgle caused by some minor disruption to the water. The lapping of the water as one adjusts their seating. I have no need to catch anything – it’s at that point that my revery turns a little discomfiting actually.
But we are heading to the mountains with the majority of our children for a long weekend. You may remember that this is an annual treat for us all – a chance to play board games, nap, golf, spa, read and catch up with each other. Oh, and the occasional winery thrown in for good measure.
I apologize for flying below the radar this last week, only to re-surface to write you that I’m heading out of Dodge for a…
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