I have been spending way too many lunch breaks on the LP lately. Some days are better than others, but a bad hour is better than good hour eating lunch at my desk.  One this particular break the wind was howling and the BWOs that escaped onto the rocks found refuge from the hungry trout, that seemed to be eating ever cripple that passed their lane.

 I learned some new things that day about flies and fish, but more importantly was still amazed at the circle of life and the majesty of gods creations and what they do to live.