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Sore Mouth Pond
In this way, “idleness as such is by no means a root of evil; quite the contrary, it is a truly divine way of life so long as one is…
Fly Fishing and Henry Bugbee
We can never ossify the world because it is always moving and changing like the river. Yet we can open ourselves to this ever fluctuating movement. This is manifested in…
Is it Time Yet?
I’d always wondered what woodland flowers had to do with morels and fishing. I’d also marveled about how robins knew when to return north or questioned why certain mayfly imitations…
Flipping the Woolly Bugger
Finding myself 2000 miles from Montana but with a couple of boys who want to go fishing, we ventured into the brown waters of the Shenandoah River. This is, according…
Norman Maclean and the Question of Craft
"Fear and pity are made out of grammar,” he writes, and in this most particular grammatical unit he finds the fabric of tragedy itself.
A River Runs Through Me
Do you ever long for the place of your childhood? Does it still exist?