Early April, the skies were clear, a gentle breeze was moving the air ever so slightly. The woods were opening and a scent of fir and damp earth were picked up. Along a stream bank daffodils are seen almost in bloom, how they got there is a mystery. Birds are ever so vocal and wild turkey's are now gobbling. These are wonderful times to be about the forests.
A small stream flows quietly. Below a little plunge in the calm sunlit bank miniature black nosed dace can be seen darting, looking for cover I suspect. A bit closer to the log jam that caused the plunge is a twist of water that causes a surface disturbance. Frothy water full of oxygen catches everything that's pulled in and causes it to be stunned and disoriented. It is in this location that a brook trout waits and gobbles up all that's presented.
These are the days we have waited for....I hope you can take advantage of a few.