Light day at the keyboard. Woke late after a long night’s sleep, and only managed a couple of hours work. Did some research, made some revisions on the new short, then headed down to the Arkansas to do a bit of late morning fishing.
Wasn’t the best of days on the water. Forgot about the huge forest fire in Salida, the smoke from which was blowing east through Bighorn Sheep canyon. Water was low and pretty and clear, but the fishing was slow, up and down the river. Caught one small brown and released it.
Mom comes in Monday afternoon. Not much in the way of shows or other entertainment, so it looks as if we’ll be spending a lot of quiet time around the house.
Still smarting from the shots. Arm’s red and feverish. Can live with that, but wish the cold symptoms hadn’t shown up at the same time. Gonna have to start taking the asthma stuff seriously this year.
Jackie called while I was down on the river. Sorry I missed him. Can’t wait to see him and his brother again. Nothing’s been right this year since they left. Not even the good stuff.