Beautiful, Small Independence
There are times when catching big fish is the goal. Tournaments, and the likes, place added stress on my fishing. I started fishing to get away, to relax, to enjoy nature and life. I think I have spent too much time focusing on the big picture and forgetting the art in small things.
Don't get me wrong, I am not going to stop tournament fishing. It is a part of my life, and something I truly enjoy, but I need a break, I need to get back to what I love. I need to start appreciating the small things that make life so beautiful again.
I spent the 4th of July doing just that. It was a day to relax with my wife and son, walk a small trail along Las Moras Creek, and cast a fly rod a couple times. It was independence.
I caught small fish, on small line, on a small fly rod, from a small creek, in a small park, in a small town, in South West Texas. Just look at these pictures from the 4th, and you will see the beauty in small things again. The colors of these small fish make them true trophies. The turquoise in them fits in nicely with my little corner of the world.
I hope you enjoyed, and I hope you find your own beautiful life. Take time to notice the small things.
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