Tag Archives: Bob Dylan

Autumn Letter

Posted on November 11, 2019 by

The day begins like a sheet of paper waiting for words. Its composition won’t go digital until later, when darkness comes again. Two bald eagles sit together on a carcass near the road as I go speeding by, wishing I … Continue reading →

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First Cast Similes

Posted on July 5, 2017 by

After my first day of volunteer work with the New York DEC Region 9 small stream electro-survey crew, I found that my long-awaited fly rod had arrived. The rod is a small bamboo, a 6’6″ 3-weight custom built by Mike … Continue reading →

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It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Fishin’)

Posted on March 23, 2014 by

“He not busy being born is busy dying.“– Bob Dylan The early spring day started off rainy and then turned partly sunny, all the while punctuated by heavy winds. A good day to fly-fish? Following a winter of currents under … Continue reading →

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Elfin Bird of High Ravines

Posted on January 17, 2012 by

A few years ago on Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday, I happened to step out to the creek where I’d soon find the secretive bird. I had known the winter wren for years prior to that occasion, but seeing it then … Continue reading →

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