Sunday, January 01, 2017

And A Happy New Year

TOWN FILLED UP
Town Hung Over
time to take stock
WALLPAPER:  DEGLAZE IT
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.. With great heroism and mighty resolve we arose at 10:00 AM, stumbled to the prearranged coffee pot, flipped the switch and sought great aunt Mildred's remedy.
.. By noon the party had cleared out and the mess was cleaned up, dishes done, shanks browned, and a mirepoix ready to be deglazed.
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.. Reflection is a soothing pastime for the morning after and most fitting for the first day of this new year. The last one was long by an extra second and, felt far shorter.
EAT MORE GUACAMOLE
.. Last year we fished and caught more and addressed this epistle less.
.. We retired once again and it seems to have stuck this time.
.. New Year's Resolutions can be either trite or momentous. We've made a few of both kinds.
.. Despite the outrageous prices of the avocado up here we resolve to eat more of them. Eat avocados in guacamole or, in omelets or, with bacon or, with just a spoon and, some salt - or sugar - or smoky lentils. This should be an easy resolution to keep.
Contemporary Conversation
.. Despite our rusty wheels and curlycue lumbar region we resolve to revisit those Yellowstone waters that we first met over 50 years ago. It shall be a chore, of course. But the reminiscences will be worth it - cell phones and elbows be damned.
.. Two resolutions should be enough for this year.
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.. Our water year still has possibilities. Snow depth is up and water content is down. We're hoping for a good run off. The rivers need it. Of course that delays the best catching for a year. We'll take it.
.. This Spring, in Grayling Creek,  the new resident grayling should be mature and feisty; we're going to dance with a few of them.
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WHAT A HOOT !!
.. Already the ice on Hebgen Reservoir is getting punched full of auger holes and giant whitefish are making their presence known. No monster trout yet but they will be taken soon enough.
.. The sun is out and the midges are frolicking Between The Lakes. If it wasn't for the cornbread we'd trot out there and try out one of the neighbors' latest creations, the Fan Wing Rubber Legs Royal Coachman.
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NEEDS CAST IRON
.. The cornbread is out and the pork shanks smell just grand. Time for the black eyed peas.
.. We're doing it again: from the Deep South this time. Food drives some of us. Some folks work to eat. Some folks eat to work. We're not sure where we fall but the food is important.
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WALLPAPER:   JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED