Wednesday, May 25, 2005
smelly lakes at sunset
Ok, so that's a bit of an odd title for a post......intrigued? So, a lot of days I'll ride my bike down to the lake (it only takes about 5 min or something around that.) I do all kinds of things. I paint or draw sometimes. Other times I'll bring a book, or my bible, and just read for a little while. Sometimes I just sit there and enjoy being outside. And everyonce in a while when I go down there, there's all these fish-mostly wee fish- that aren't worth fishing for cause they're too small, but you occasionally see some larger ones too. And I have to admit it's amusing watching them. Once, I went down to the lake to paint, and ended up sitting there watching fish the entire time. I also have to say- through experience- fish can really be quite stupid. Amazingly stupid. Here are some excamples: When I went fishing about a month ago my brother caught a fish but it was a wee bit too small to keep- so he threw it back. A little while later I caught a fish- and we found a wound from where john's hook caught it.- It was the same one. Later I caught another fish - we never found out whether it was the same one- but we had our suspicions. Getting caught three times? wow. example number 2: At rock springs park (right outside of Decatur) At a big pond they have there- you can spit and the fish think you're trying to feed them. Last time was more fun. I threw 3 or 4 wee bits of paper into the water and watched all the fish go at it. They would realize it tasted bad go away - then come back again not even a minute later thinking somehow it would taste different or something. oh , it was funny. example 3: the other evening I went down to the lake and was trying to get a fish out with a stick (really, I wasn't doing the whole cruelty to animals, I wasn't gonna hurt it : ) You'd think they'd get the point and start avoiding the stick in the water. nope. Those are my fish stories. So I went down to the lake yesterday before sunset- it smelled bad. Anyways, I was just sitting there, thinking. What a beautiful thing a day is. You have the sun come up in the morning, go down at night. Full of moments, we have memories from each one. I don't think any of us fully appreciate the value of a day. Whether good or bad. All the chances and opportunities it holds- to be able to appreciate something, to be able to say a kind word, to enjoy something, to do something for someone else, to have fun. Maybe every morning I should take the time to actually think what I can do with my day, and to be extremely grateful, thankful for it and the opportunities it holds. Far too often I am not.
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