Are the fish running yet? What kind of stupid question is that? I believe that question should be rephrased to ask are the fish swimming yet! In past blogs I have stated that I grew up on a farm that was mostly rocks and sloughs. That explains why ‘running fish’ might confuse me. Then I moved to our present home where sloughs are almost nonexistent and creeks, a river and Lake Traverse replaced the water holding functions of the sloughs…..
Spring is not for the faint of heart! It’s the only season that teases, mocks and frustrates all of us as it struggles to make its entrance and lead us to the promised land, summer. As I write this blog we are being punished by forty to fifty mile an hour wind gusts with the promise of up to six inches of the white stuff tonight and tomorrow! Our snowbanks are slowly receding and just as we begin to breathe…..