If you were to tell me 1 year ago that I would love fly fishing, I, with no hesitation, would have laughed in your face. I always saw it as something I would watch my husband partake in as I divulged myself in a good book from the sidelines, but this was hard to do. He's a hardcore, nearly 20 year, pro fly fisherman. This means being stationary is not an option. I would follow him up & down rivers and meadows for hours. Sometimes I would have to unwillingly hop rocks and boulders to cross them with irrational terror rattling at my core (What if I fall & slip away forever?!?!). And don't even get me started on all the bugs - all those chironomids and gnats (that don't even bite you!) and mosquitoes (well, those do) - now that was earth-shattering FEAR for me to have to deal with.
Yet, despite all of this, I saw how it relaxed him - how much more peaceful everything around him became. It was in those moments I said to myself - I desperately need me some of that - I need to disconnect from the worries of the world & be at one with My Creator & nature.
All-things irrational forever slipped into the background when I stopped focusing on all that was bothering me & opened my eyes to see the beauty that surrounded me. Beauty that shocks you to your core & literally takes your breath away. Peaceful sights & sounds I thought I'd only see in Heaven - Birds I'd never seen before & the beautiful songs they sing; The calmest lakes I'd ever seen & the way they would ripple as fish bob up to eat; The intense yet relaxing sound of a river; The peculiar yet alluring way elks call out to one another. All of this undoubtedly sealed the deal for me.
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| Got one! |
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| Amazing Colorado sunset |
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| Kisses to end a perfect evening. |
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