Fishing

An overcast, nor'westery day. It was quiet at the Waimakariri Gorge this morning. There were just a few fly fishermen waving their rods and waiting. The wind coming down the Gorge was warm and wilful, and laden with the perfume of honey and pine trees. The water level was quite low, but not at drought levels.


Saturday Quote

From Ethan Coen's short story "Destiny," in Gates of Eden-

Lou Argo was fiftyish. Even at a distance I could tell that he'd had virulent acne as an adolescent, or else smallpox, or came from a neighbourhood where the toughs fought with knitting needles.