…”May the Peace Of The Mornin’ Be Upon You All”…

Fresh refill on my Mug-O-Joe, the aroma waftin’ my way, comfortable in my swivel chair on The Deck, legs propped up on my fluffy pillow & stool (my Bride got for me), Ceilin’ Fan remote in arms reach (& turned on Low). Fish are bustin’ the surface catchin’ breakfast. Pete our resident Blue Heron walkin’ the seawall scoutin’ for his meal. Yeah, this is the RIGHT way to start my day, right here in the front row. Nothin’ to listen to but the sounds of Nature The Lord has provide me on “this day of Pentecost”. It’s a beautiful sermon, if ya just listen & let it sink in. Oh, Pete has company on the seawall, a White Heron. The/My American Flag, down by the lake, is hangin’ flat as there is NO breeze on the water this mornin’. “God Bless The Red, White, & Blue”! The ever changin’ reflection’s on the water are somewhat hypnotizin’, they seem to allow the sounds of the mornin’ to be better absorbed in my soul. Four Blue Birds are restin’ on the Power-lines runnin’ to the house. A lone Red Bird/Cardinal restin’ in the Large Oak down in the yard. So colorful they are. So vibrant! May the Peace Of The Mornin’ Be Upon You All…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

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…”The child in me”…

After a supper of BBQ from a local “Joint” I decided to take “Ole Chrome & Blue” for a stroll. I had to blow the dust off of him as we got outside cause it has been several days since we went out together. At 6:00 p.m. in “The Big Pell” it  was 75 degrees with a slight breeze. The activity was slow. Only two (2) bites but Two (2) landed! One Bucket Mouth tippin’ in about 3 pounds or so. The other was a Black Crappie. No that’s NOT a racist term! It weight in around 2 pounds or better. Both were fun to play with. No pics as the phone was on the charger. But there were WITNESSES! Neighbors on both sides… The child in me decided to stomp on a couple of Ant Beds along the drive way as I headed back up to the house. Just to get them buggers all worked up & angry. Another wonderful end to a blessed day…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”It’s was a long four (4) days”…

As (Lovin’) Fathers/Parents do – you help your children out! Recently I stepped up to help my daughter, who was in California, The Golden Bear State (I didn’t see a damn one), workin’. She broke her ankle & the injury, dressed in a Moon Boot & assisted with Crutches, wouldn’t allow her to perform her work duties as a Travel Nurse. She needed “A Driver” to bring her home. Now she can rest & recuperate in peace, back home. I look at those four (4) days as a real experience & quality time between Father & Daughter. Here are just some the high lights:

Day One: My Bride dropped me off @ the airport in “The Ham” @ 4:30a.m. With a lovin’ smile, a hug, & a kiss across the console of the car, & I was off. The folks in the airport were very friendly & helpful as I wadded my way thru the process {{{{{ To WAIT! }}}}}. An hour & a half (1 1/2 hrs)…finely boarded comfortably in First Class, I had decided to treat myself. I settled in for {{{{{ Another Wait ! }}}}} of 45 minutes. Maybe the Pilot overslept? Hell I don’t know. I met an interestin’ gentleman though, a musician. Interestin’ conversations helped to pass the time. Finally got off the ground on our way to “Hotlana” GA. AS the plane headed eastward in it’s take-off I gazed out the window & noticed the neighborhood, that is no more, where I once lived & finished grammar school. No I didn’t say Graduated From! It, “Ole Curry Tech”, had been erased from existence. Oh-h-h the memories. Pretty girls, Paddlin’s from the Principal & sleepin’ out in the Ole Paper Trailer. In a few minutes I caught a glimpse of the “The Big Pell” & the Lake I currently live on, what a difference. As I exited the ramp-way into the “Hotlana” airport the mayhem & the true entertainment was in full force. The “Zoo of Life” was at it’s finest. If YOU can/could envision it, think of it, daydream it, or have nightmares of it I SAW IT! As I made my was way for my connectin’ flight I was laughin’ as best controlled as I could. Folks looked @ me as though I was just crazy. They didn’t know just how right they really were! Now, I’m a People Watcher! The level of entertainment was really dialed up & beyond control. People rushin’ “To & Fro”, Carts movin’ those who needed help were about to run walkers over while beepin’ horns & weavin’ thru the crowds. There was lady, who I assumed to be the mother, holdin’ the hands of two (2) young kids, 1-boy & 1-girl. Both of the kids were just standin’ there Pukin’!!! One after the other! Hell! It was like a competition! All the while Mom screamin’ at each of’em {{{{{ “Stop That” }}}}}! The crowd just parted around’em (like Moses did The Sea) & scurried on their ways as though it were just a traffic obstacle! Except for this one guy. He looked like “Mahata Gandhi”. As he approached “The Puke Zone” he never even checked up, he tracked right on through it UN-phased! I too continued on my way, thru the jungle of amusin’ antics, to my connectin’ gate area, took a seat, turned on my head phones & got lost in my tunes for the next two (2) hours. My second flight of the day got off with out delay. Trust me, the Up-Grade on my flight was well worth it! Comfortable, quite, & relaxin’. It Truly made the four & a half (4 1/2) hour flight go by quickly. Upon my arrival in San Diego, CA it was just minutes before my daughter (on crutches & in the Moonboot) & I met up & quickly got on our way. We found our way to a nice restaurant by the Harbor, to enjoy a relaxin’ lunch & catch up. There was a group of “Harbor Babes” tryin’ to Paddle Board among-st the moored boats in The Harbor. They did more fallin’ off than paddlin’. Why were there {{{{{ Yappin’ Yuppie Dogs! }}}}} in the open patio restaurant area where we were eatin’? Some on leashes a couple not. Left Coaster’s? At least the meal was good. With time to kill we decided to take the tour of the USS Midway Aircraft Carrier. We found a wheelchair there for my daughter & I pushed it. Damn what a workout! But the HISTORY, for both of us, was worth it. Then on to her place in Temecula, CA for the end of a long day…

Day Two: Up early, packed the car & off! Just like “The Snowman” we were “East Bound & Down Loaded-up & Truckin’ “! I was glad to see her apartment & The Kingdom of “Ole Moon Beam” himself, in the rear view mirror. This “Ole Southern Boy” was glad to be shed of “The Left Coast”. We made our way to Interstate 10/I-10 East (about an hours drive) & let’er eat! We hit Arizona, “The Grand Canyon State”, runnin’ The Speed Limit +1 MPH! I wasn’t lookin’ to be payin’ any “Speedin’ Fines”. It was soo flat out there. If there hadn’t been so much haze, I think I could have seen the New Mexico State Line, damn near anyway! I must admit though “the scenery of Mountains & Plains were amazin’ “. But after a while, a looong while, even they get old after that long! One Fuel & Potty Stop saw us on thru New Mexico, known for Green Chiles, Red Chiles, & The birth of the Nuclear Bomb! The Sun had long since reached it’s peak. There was “The Lone Star” off, waaay off, in the Mirage before us. The sun finally set on us. It was time to call it a day. We finally stopped in Deming, TX for the night.That pillow sure felt good…

Day Three: 6:00 a.m. & a quick lobby breakfast & off again, “Forward Ho-o-o-o”!…Ole El Paso! What a nightmare! Roads were horrible, non-stop, let me reiterate {{{{{ Non-Stop ! }}}}}, construction! A Hugh city. Development everywhere on the left & Poverty Ridden Juarez, Mexico to the right. Truly two (2) extreme opposites in one view. Wouldn’t want to live along that stretch of The Rio Grand!  We trudged onward East bound thru MORE mountains & plains to I-20 & veered off on it, to our left just west of Pecos, TX. As we crossed “The Pecos” I could have sworn I saw “Ole Pacos Bill” riddin’ a “Dust Devil”, but then again it could’ve been yet another mirage. We pushed it hard to get to Ft. Worth, TX. Checked in with “The In-laws” but decided not to intrude that late in the evenin’ when all we were lookin’ for was a late dinner (breakfast) @ The IHOP & a place to flop for the night. They understood. I think I heard “Taps” just before I passed out…

Day Four: 5:00 a.m. came early! A quick shower, a Mug-O-Joe from the lobby & on the road by 6:00 a.m. Mornin’ traffic in Ft Worth/Dallas area is {{{{{ Horrendous! }}}}} compared to “The Ham”! Be thankful Hwy #280 & I-65 folks, your nightmares are just bad dreams! We skated or way to The Big Beaver! Potty stop & breakfast. IGrabbed a Large Mug-O-Joe & a Crescent Roll, pronounced “Craw-sant” (they didn’t have a Manly Biscuit!), W/Sausage, Egg, & Cheese & my daughter got her a “Soda” & a “Craw-sant” as well. Now I must admit, it was BIG! They say “Everything is Bigger in TX”! Hum-m-m-m? “On The Road Again” Bama Bound! & gobblin’ down my “Craw-sant” Roll & washin’ it down with some “Hot-Joe”. This is now Day 3 of drivin’ right into the Mornin’ Sun. The movie “Tora! Tora! Tora!” flashed in my mind. As I cruised past TX Hwy 69 I felt the urge to veer off toward Lake Fork, but fought it off knowin’ I still had miles to go before I could sleep! We hit “The Pelican State” & hunger was a knawin’ at me again. So, we stopped for a quick lunch in Cajun Country. Gassed up (the car too) @ Beaudrax’s Shop & Rob then onward to & thru the “Magnolia State”! Had to stop again for a Potty Stop & Gas midway thru Mississippi. I saw what seemed to be some confused folks, in the Handy Stop tryin’ to figure out if they were “Rebels, Black Bears, or Land Sharks”. Em poor folks are truly confused. Damn the Politically Correct! Finally crossed the line into “The Heart Of Dixie”! 167 miles to the house! As we approached “T-Town”,  passin’ through Hallowed Ground, the home of “The Crimson Tide“, & 17 Time National Champions! I felt The Power! A moment of silence…& onward toward the house, “Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead”. Luckily we bypassed The Smoke City/The Ham & peddled fast & furious for exit #158, hung a non-stop right, a short nine (9) miles thru “The Big Pell”, & I could smell the slough I live on! It’s was a long four (4) days…Aahhh…”Home Sweet Home”!…..”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”The Message was received”…

The Holy BibleIt was quite NIPPY this mornin’ (I just love that phrase) as we settled in our seats. My Bride sittin’ to my right side. The Moon shone Bright in our faces. Bark was flyin’ of off a couple of the massive Pine Trees in front of us. Was it a sign? Naw, it was just The Tree Rats scamperin’ through’em as they seemed to play their mornin’ game of Chase. The Sun was Risin’ on our backs, but with the temperature a brisk 45 (+/-) degrees it wasn’t too warmin’. But I had thought ahead (bein’ prepared) & brought me a good ole Hot Mug-O-Joe with me to take care of my need for warmth. Lucky, for us all, there wasn’t a breeze ah blowin’, comin’ off of the water, as we were there at the waters edge  in the back of a slough. The crowd continued trod in, as they scuffed across the gravel pathways & fill the Pews there at “Chapel In The Pines”. It wasn’t “Brother Love’s Travelin’ Salvation Show” but THE MESSAGE was already there. We were just waitin’ on the Presenter to properly deliver it, with His Emphasis, & in his particular fashion He Did! I could tell that folks were receivin’ The Message, cause there was lots of head noddin’ goin’ on & accompanied by the sporadic {{{ Amen’s ! }}}. No, they weren’t dozin’ off to sleep, cause it was too chilly for that! I found it kinda strange as I sat there, maybe it’s just me, but I found myself hearin’ & receivin’ The Message yet my mind wanderin’ back to my youth as I sat beside my Mother in our Church back in “The Ham” all the way through my life to the present time, yes, with my Bride sittin’ to my right. And then as quickly as it began it was over. Brief & yet on point, The Message was received, as it has/had been thru the years. {{{{{ He Is Risen ! }}}}}…Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”Coincidence? I think NOT!”…

This mornin’ I overslept. My body clock was off! {{{ 6:30am ! }}} I’ve got to get up! Why? I don’t know? Strange…I staggered to the kitchen & loaded up both my Brides, individually flavored, Coffee & my Pot-O-Joe as well. I noticed lights on the slough so I eased out on the Deck. It was about 45 degrees outside. There were two (2) boats workin’ their way into the slough fishin’ all of the piers. Must have been Tournament Boats cause they were workin’ at a pretty good pace. Weekend Fishermen are much more relaxed & fish a little slower. It was amazin’, as I stood there. I notice, as the mornin’ light got better, how all of The Dogwood Trees were so pretty. Most of’em have bloomed already. They were catchin’ the mornin’ light & they seemed to glow. It was as though “they were lightin’ a path”? Simply beautiful! And just think “tomorrow is Palm Sunday”! Coincidence? I think NOT!…Whoa!!! The Joe’s ready-gotta go…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”the Season & Temps a changin’ “…

It’s that time of year & was a perfect afternoon for it. “Ole Chrome & Blue” & I took a stroll down to the pier. I saw some Shad disturbin’ the surface, made that 1st cast, & “Hold’em Hook”! Ended up catchin’ off of my pier then wandered over to my neighbors pier. We chatted & I was castin’. Caught three & two others got off. All “Spots” in 2 feet or less of water. All were “Bookends” but I’d proudly have take’em to the Scales. Heck even saw a flock of Pelicans fly over! Lookin’ forward to the Season & Temps a changin’…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”ran off the Local Canadians”…

20Spinnin' Rod.With my third (3rd) Mug-O-Joe & the Fog liftin’ I started my day this mornin’ with little “Top Water” action. A Spinnin’ Rig with a Bone Flavored/Colored Popper. Bur-r-r-r it was 48 degrees here on the slough with a slight breeze. As I approached the Pier it seems my activities ran off the “Local Canadians” (Geese). I had several strikes, hung two, lost both. But it was fun…“Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>