The temps are holding steady in the 50’s. What the hell? I’m not complaining, this extended Fall has been fantastic. It’s made the fishing pretty sweet. More chances to get out, and the fish are around, some really big fish in fact.
But, as nice as these warm days are, this is about the time of the year I welcome the Winter’s Howl. I enjoy being sent inside, into the studio, and hunkering down for the long haul with dozens of drawing, plenty of libations, and a forced regiment of creativity.
I need it right now. I have a bazillion unfinished works that need the assistance of a below zero environment. I have a few smallie pieces, at least two steelhead joints, some skulls, and a few other assorted works to complete. I finished a couple though, like “Firebirds!”, below…so there is hope. Apparently, I still know how to drag myself across that arbitrary finish line. I still care.
But the fishing. It’s a problem. Well, it’s always a problem when balancing against studio time; with a free afternoon, evening, day, etc do you go fishing, or do you crank up the tunes, grab a beverage and draw, draw, draw? This weather ain’t helping. You can imagine the decision matrix when the temps are in the 50’s and you KNOW the fish are getting their feed-bag on, as they’re awaiting the Winter’s Howl too.
Climate Change – more fishing, less drawing?
Everyone is ready for the cold. How long can we play this waiting game? Like I said, no complaints. It’ll come, it always does. And when it does, I’ll be drawing up a storm in my new studio. Until then, maybe I’ll keep running to the river to catch walleyes on the fly. Why not right?
It is true fortune to live a life where the toughest decision on a given day is, “fish, or draw?”.
Celebrate amigos…and keep those frequencies high.