A perfect Evening

It's amazing how the first hour on a quiet trout stream takes over your mind on days we need it and allow it. In the first hour from stepping out the car door, slipping into waders, and sliding the rod together, to finding the first riser, something happens in our minds that removes any trepid thought. Perspective is indeed not always found, but removal from one reality to another allows us to return without the previous thoughts and emotions, ready to revisit what requires attention. Summer evenings, indeed.