Backwater Flats

 2020. It started out great. I had big plans based on the sum of 2019. Long days on old water, road trips to fish with friends on theirs. Ne...

  I say I don’t go inland. But sometimes I do. I still had twenty minutes to go. My usual stop for gas and facilities in New Hampshire on th...

  The day began in the gray magic between dark and light.   Mornings like this had been the norm for both of us all season but today was dif...

I only see him when I’m on the water. Sometimes standing motionless at the water’s edge or walking deep into the mist that covers the marsh...

Around this time of year, we see and hear words like happiness and joy tossed around and although I recognize the sentiment in which they’r...

Today began without last night ever ending. Wide awake for most of it, I greeted the orange rumbling of dawn with a second cup of coffee ...

Behind me I could hear and smell Sunday morning getting started in the summer rentals along the beach. Voices of families planning the day ...