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Even in the Bahamas the evenings were deliciously cool.
It was just February, after all.
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After a day spent standing on the bow of a skiff, it felt good to warm my toes in front of a roaring fire and to lift my spirits, like showers of glowing sparks, in the rising drafts of good companionship.
A couple fingers of brown water didn't hurt either.
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The fishing life doesn't get much better.
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2 comments:
Some darn true words right there, Mike.
I stumble upon an occasional truth, now and then, Daniel. Thanks for stopping by!
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