Monday, September 5, 2011

the fishermen

The boats come out from behind the thinning veil of darkness, gliding over the surface of the river, creating musical twinkles of breaking water. Dawn prepares the strong mind. Up the river the sun clears top of the trees, the fly fishermen stand alongside each other, their minds quiet like the fish.


(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said...

These are terrific photos. I also like the elk below.

edgar calvelo said...

Thank you Diane. It's in Rogue River, Gold Beach,OR.