|December solace on The East.|
It was dark when I began working this morning, and it will be dark when I call it quits this evening. Where's the fun in that?
Fortunately brighter days are ahead. From here on out, each day will be a little longer, the sun a little higher. A month from now there will be nearly two extra hours of daylight. And eventually the day will come when I'll once again find myself knee deep in the Gallatin, fishing the caddis hatch in the twilight of a summer night.
Here's to the turning point.