the moon, the tree, the bird, and the fisherman

Man fishing

 

During my day off last week, I took a dawn walk at the lake and came across this lone fisherman at the marina. The temperatures were in the twenties and I wondered how he could endure sitting in that kind of cold. Walking was keeping me warm enough, but just sitting? No thank you. I don’t want fish that much.

 

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