Daybreak at the Loch

At Craigallian Loch I fly-fish for trout, brown, rainbow and blue. Part of the joy is to be alone in the boat and watch the wildlife.

This poem wrote itself in less than fifteen minutes, my first ever real poem.

The protagonist here is the Grey Heron, certainly a much better fisher that I will ever be.

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