So long, September!

It’s been good. Lots to remember, even though I didn’t document much in words or photos. Seems I was overly tired — maybe still dragging after so much time on the road in August. 

I remain grateful for each day! Glory to God!

Anniversary 2024 — 42 years

I posted a few photos from 42 years ago & a few from today. Happy anniversary to us! No fishing or travel today; just simple pleasures of daily life. Exercise, walking, sunset. Dinner date at Victoria’s The Pasta Shop. And one surprise — Gene gave me a plant to replace the one that died when we abandoned it for 26 days last month!! Thanks everyone for the kind wishes!! #happyanniversary #everydaylove #lovedgratefulblessed

How sporting is that?

 I’m about to conclude I can’t care about the teams I want to care about. Because when I care, they crater. When I don’t follow them& pretend not to care — they have exciting walk-off wins!! I love it!  I may just settle for enjoying the games through the reactions of my friends on social media. #straightuptexas #samemaybetrueforaggies

Sweet start to September 2024

As I turn the page to September, 

I’m grateful to take time to remember 

Rich blessings of family, friendship and Spirit: 

Sweet music of life — To hear it! To share it!

After a month of travel that did not include church attendance, it was wonderful to worship God & receive Holy Communion with my Goodrich family & choir! The day ended with a gorgeous sunset during our walk. 

 #thatsthespirit #september #GloryToGod #majesty

August adventures

August on the road was quite an experience. I would have loved to sum it up with an end-of-month social media (& blog) post. Instead … placeholder for only me for now. 

Ideas for my BassmastHER story

I attended my second BassmastHER workshop Aug. 17 in Waddington, NY. I’m excited about this Bassmaster initiative that encourages women to follow & develop their passion for fishing. 

A little over a week later, experiencing some slow moments while fishing with my husband in Minnesota, I started to drag my BassmastHER story. 

Growing up, fishing was using a cane pole to toss a line with a bobber & a hooked worm hook into the farm pond & hope for a bite. It wasn’t a passion. It was just something to do.

At Texas A&M, I started dating someone who I quickly knew was serious about fishing. And not just any fishing. Gene’s passion was bass fishing. 

It’s interesting that as I write this, I don’t remember the first time we went fishing together. I don’t recall ever fishing together, taking the boat out from College Station. It’s likely my first boat trips with Gene were when we were both home for the summer in Cooke County. 

Just now asking Gene about it, I do recall perhaps fishing with him when he was in grad school at Oklahoma State. Or maybe we went fishing at a lake near Stillwater after we were married.  

…..

I have no inclination to be a tournament angler  I don’t really even desire to be able to go fishing by myself  my goal is to be proficient enough to take care of my own needs when fishing with Gene or another experienced angler. I’m far from that now, although I continue to get better.

To be continued …

After 26 days …

(Should have posted last night.) I can’t catch fish like these Mississippi headwaters smallmouth bass in Oklahoma, but it’s still good to be back home tonight after being on the road with Gene since Aug. 4! That’s our longest trip so far — 26 days. One of my houseplants may not survive our absence. Everything else looks fine so far. #lovetotravel #homesweethome #praisegodfortravelmercies