Monday to Friday

It is early evening on Saturday, September 2nd, as I write this entry. While it was a warm day, the morning was cool and damp and now the evening is pretty close to perfect. Tal and I ate supper on the porch and, were it not for college football having begun pretty much in ernest, we'd still be sitting overlooking the pond.

What a difference a week makes. Actually, what a difference five days makes. This time yesterday we were at a local pond trying our hand at bass and bream fishing. Last Monday afternoon we were enjoying (sadly, I have to admit) our final day of fishing at Shining Falls Lodge before heading home Tuesday morning.


On Monday Tal caught a great northern pike measuring 35 inches.



Yesterday evening he caught a large mouth bass which weighed in at about 5 pounds. Both are pretty good examples of their kind.

But, look at his mode of dress. When I took his photograph on Monday afternoon, we'd just finished a delicious shore lunch of fried walleye, baked beans, rice crispy treats and wonderful hot coffee, a meal which warmed us, at least temporarily. Yesterday afternoon we needed no warming!

Makes me think not so much of the weather, as both extremes we experienced this week are to be expected in the places where we fished. What I think of is our individual tendencies and our corporate tendencies to run hot and cold -- depending on what is going on and who is saying what.