Soul of a Fly Fisher – Chano and the Red Letter Day

| April 12, 2015

Chano drew deep on his dwindling cigar, held, and let go. The view from the bar was nothing to sneeze at; chickens wandering bent on destruction of fresh plant beds, a new family of wrens skittishly lined their new nest in the bar, the wind bending treetops with a mid-April cool front. Even the hummingbird scouts showed themselves to him today. The cloud of smoke circled, dwindled, he took it in again secondhand, and flew off on the wind.

He thought back to earlier in the day, what he’d heard called a red letter day …

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