Groundhog Day
Some days, I can sit at my desk typing and work all day without a break. Today was definitely one of those days. I was in the groove from early morning until afternoon, only to realize it was 2:30 and the day had flown by. It was not another humdrum, monotonous Groundhog Day for me. Sometimes my days can become a repeat until the weekend arrives. Once I took a break, I saw that today was really Groundhog Day! And wouldn’t you know it, olde Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow. That means six more weeks of winter.
Just yesterday, on our float trip, I joked that this winter is a long fall, not winter. It was February 1st, and we were floating the river fly-fishing in Montana in 58 degree weather. I am grateful for the mild days and the opportunity to fly fishing instead of being snowed in! The short and sweet of it is to make the most of each day and the opportunity it brings! Especially if it involves the outdoors, a fly rod, and watching your bobber floating in the foam.
