June 29, 2004> 8:40 AM
tired and dreamy
I'm tiiiired this morning and my stomach is a little freaky. I think I stayed up too late - coffee, a piece of pizza, etc. My body didn't like that. I'm here though - at work - obviously not working yet, but here. I think I really would rather be independently wealthy and not have to be here. Oh well.
I actually laid down on the hammock yesterday evening in the dying sunlight and read some more on my new book, Dances With Trout. It was a nice night after the sun got down below a certain point - nice breeze blowing, birds flying over and singing. It's been a while since I've read Gierach but I remember now, he draws me in - makes me want to be part of his world - to be one of the chosen few who actually have time to fish every stream they intend to fish and do so. That's not going to happen with me though. I think I figured it out. To do that, you have to either be a middle-aged divorced and fairly selfish man or a middle-aged confirmed bachelor who either has a lot of money or doesn't care about where he sleeps. John Gierach has never been married that I know of and he's a writer about such things as he loves to do, so he's found a niche. I do know of one couple who does this together - Barry and Cathy Beck in Pennsylvania. They're sort of a famous fly fishing couple who also write. She is the better of the two. They are, I'm guessing, an anomaly.
I do at least want to step another foot back into that world I used to live in more than I do now. The kids are old enough so that I can start tying flies again and not worry about them getting hooks in their fingers when I leave things set out for 5 minutes. I have taught them all at one time or another to tie a fly. I'm not the most patient person so that was always interesting, but even now, if I bring my stuff out they want to tie one too. It's time I did some of that again. I'm sure I'll be talking about it as I do.
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