You Don't Have To Fish The Freestones To Catch Fish.
Had several items to cross off the to-do list so I got up early, had breakfast and got to work. Put up the ladder and unplugged the gutter on the backside of the house, turned the ladder around, got the chain saw and cut off two dead limbs on the apple tree, then went down to the back yard and cut down and cut up the dead plumb tree, disposed of the remains of both trees, took down the storms and put them away, came in, took a shower, sat down at the fly tying bench and replenished my iso box, before I knew it it was lunch time. (I did that last sentence just for Mrs. Haskins, a long time admirer of my run on sentences.) May have dozed off for a bit in the recliner after lunch 'cause when I walked out to the kitchen the clock said 2:15. With the sun shining brightly, the freestones were given a reprieve and I headed for Deposit. Stopped at the Hale Eddy bridge for a "look see" and ended up having a good conversation with two guys from the USGS who were checking the river ...