by Phillip D. Yearout | May 13, 2024
And then, one day, there he was — a guy was standing by MY lake, and what the…he had a fly rod in his hand! It wasn’t much as waters go — probably a couple acres at best. I’d passed by it many times always on the way to somewhere else. It lay a few hundred yards...
by Larry Chesney | May 28, 2020
Sit quietly and a pond will bear its soul to you – sharing its myriad sights, smells and sounds – a sort of sensory overload on the gentle cycle. There are several theories as to what differentiates a lake from a pond. Some say a lake is large enough to...
by Michael Altizer | May 28, 2020
“There was a sudden rustle in the grass, and I heard the unmistakable whisper of soft and silent feet. But only for an instant, only for a step or two before it stopped and resumed its own curiosity as to what I might be.” There are ghosts still there at...
