Sun Day

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The sun is shining here in Tennessee and I couldn't be happier. Two solid weeks of rain had managed to put me in a bit of a funk. The earth had become soggy and I was tired of the air smelling like a pond.

Growing up in Colorado, I came to associate rain with this amazing smell... clean, fresh, and delicious. Here in the south, any precipitation adds to the already muggy air creating a slightly fishy aroma. It is rather unpleasant.

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Mercifully, the last drops of rain evaporated Saturday night. As I type, the temperature is a delightful 68 degrees. A gentle breeze blowing. The weather is perfect, if I do say so myself.

Speaking of fishy... After a lazy Sunday, the boys and I decided to make a late afternoon fishing trip. We have a regular fishing spot at Whippoorwill, but decided to cast our lines in the opposite side of the lake for something different.

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Let's just say that we have a new favorite spot.

In the span of about an hour, we caught twenty-one catfish. It was like shooting fish in a barrel... except no guns were involved and there wasn't a barrel.

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As luck would have it, the majority of the catfish opted not to swallow the worms and were caught by the edge of their mouths. I was able to remove the hooks, leaving the worms in tact. I'm sure you all recall how much I love baiting hooks.

The catfish were all a little too small to keep, much to the boy's disappointment. For me, however, it was perfect. I was able to enjoy the drive home knowing that all the fish were back where they belong, in the lake and not on my plate.

It was a great day.