I went to the net today, down on the river. Even though the sun was out, once I reached the frozen water's edge the wind picked up the snow and made a hazy fog. The sun shown through, but not nearly enough to warm me. Because I have been inside this winter, the chill froze me to the core. We checked the net quickly, pulling out a whitefish, and running back home. I used to love such activities and although I wanted to find enjoyment in it- I found more entertainment out of daydreaming while chopping ice.
