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Sunday, September 8, 2019
Some Late Evenings
There are those times in the late evening say after nine when I'll sit at my tying desk. I first rummage through my sparse music collection and select some Tony Bennett or Kenny G. I'll have a cup of Nantucket and a book close by. I'll pick up the thread that is already laying there from a previous session, no need to change color for the belief is it all works at one time. I also have at hand a plastic box with lots of hackle remnants. These are short segments of feathers that I just don't have it in me to throw away so they get put into the box. Usually I can find enough life on them to produces a fly or two so what the hell why not.
So on this evening some brown dubbing and some cream hackle along with some bleached grizzly and the distinct voice of Mr. Bennett I put a few potential fooler's together.