I can handle the day...

  Yesterday morning, Mark and I traipsed to the pier in hopes of finding a few minnows to use as bait.  He has been catching a lot of mullet lately but I was in hopes of a redfish or large trout.  I do not mind eating mullet but grow tired of the "muddy" taste.  To my way of thinking, mullet are best eaten fresh.  As soon as they are caught..clean, fry and eat.  A distinct flavor of bayou mud permeates the fish after it sits for a few hours in the refrigerator and especially after the fish are frozen.  I am not a fan.  Yesterday morning, however, the fishing did not happen so they were not on the menu for our meal.

  I was duly impressed by the scenery from the pier.  A heavy cloud cover made the sunrise invisible but, along about 8am, the sun tried to poke its face through the overcast skies.  It tried but could not quite burst through to brighten the day.  The effort made for an amazing view, though, and the still waters were reflecting just enough light to make it interesting.  

  There has to be something said about how still waters can bring forth beauty.  Leading a calm, peaceful life reflects upon all nearby.  I am seeing that more clearly, as I age.  Things are just not worth the turmoil.  It is best to live in peace with the world and let beauty be a reflection of all that is good.  It has to start somewhere.  I may as well be with me.  I CAN handle this day and find the beauty therein.