GOIN' FOR THE SLABS
Fishing is best with minimal conversation while occasionally changing bait to best match the fish's patterns… listen... let the breeze and warmth of kinship guide us. Surgery after surgery for over a year and a half, I've not been the outdoors gal that I'm accustomed to being. That hasn't stopped me from dreaming. Because I love fishing. I literally felt the tug on the line as I dreamed I was fishing. Fishing dreams are said to have a religious context, but fishing dreams for me are damn near as much fun as the real thing ! At the time I wrote this, there was four days of fluffy snow blanketing the ground. And more was forecast before the day became tomorrow. February in Missouri is a plethora of sleet and snow, then a warmish spell teases us of spring. Then comes fishing. That time of year I lust for Crappie fishing after all morning turkey hunting so I dreamed of yanking Crappie out of the icy clear waters, a frosty chill to