My friends... I feel like I lied to you. Yesterday I told you it would probably be a couple of days until we meet again due to the weather. The cold front scheduled to hit this sea lane stalled sixty miles north of here and we ended up with a blue bird afternoon.
I want you to know I did not intentionally mislead you because I was relying on the reports from those that predict the weather.
I had my doubts on having any conversations with a member of your clan today. My arrival to your home was several hours later than usual and there was only a short time of light left.
Knowing that the sun would be lower than when we normally meet, I decided to offer you a gift in a different color than you've been seeing here of late. The color you have fancied so far has been a natural color constructed of deer hair. Today however, I brought you yellow.
After tying the yellow backed Critter on I suddenly became embarrassed realizing I had tied this creation backwards. Yes, embarrassed... and the only excuse I can give you is due to my tendency to sometimes have a pilsner brew too many. It's an innocent I own you must know.
As I was thinking about tying on another creation, one of your clan - an adolescent fellow, teenager for sure, caught my eye upstream. He was gingerly traveling downstream. Being upstream from me I employed a back-handed roll cast and as I watched the Critter slowly fall in the column... he ate it midway.
That was one of the prettiest sights I've ever seen.
This teenager of your ranks was beautifully colored and indeed a fine citizen. He learned a good lesson today and will grow in wisdom as time goes by.
Time was short for us today, but as promised I removed more trash from your home. Not much, but some. With my declining ability to remember things and with my discipline and organization also being on the skids, I keep forgetting to bring the big trash bags with me. I'll work on that.
I may go see the pretty little fish of Blue this weekend, but I promise to return to you soon. And, I won't bring that ugly fly with me next time.
Prairie Ocean Fly Fisher