The marsh is filled with the sound of clapper rails. A gentle breeze is blowing. There is just a hint of coolness in the air, enough to warrant a long sleeved shirt. This is a truly lovely time of day.
I don't know whether we will catch any shrimp. It's really just being here that is fun. We make quite the duo for this adventure. I will be casting and C. will be driving the boat. She promised not to throw me off the bow, and I promised not to entangle her in the net.
Today was a good meeting on choices. Don't we have a lot of those in this life? Some of mine have been good and some were just knee jerk choices. Today I have the advantage of a program that tells me to inventory my feelings and to consider my motives for the choices I make. I believe that when my head and heart are aligned, I am being guided by my Higher Power to the right choice.
Tonight the choice is to enjoy a beautiful evening, have some fun, and maybe catch some dinner as an added bonus.
PS: We caught about five pounds which means there were about 0.2 shrimp per cast. But the main thing is we had a great time and a lot of hope: "They are going to start coming out of the marsh at any minute" or "Maybe the next cast will have 25 shrimp in the net" or "Things will start to pick up soon" and then finally resignation: "Well, we have enough for shrimp and grits". Always the optimist!