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Good morning, folks. You know, I’ve found that the older you get, the less you chase the big story, the small ones are the best.

Well, once again, it looks like we are in for another beautiful day here in cottage country. It was so nice this morning that my wife and I sat on our front porch, coffee in hand, soaking in everything nature had to offer in our little corner of the world. It sure feels good to be able to do that.

Over the years, I’ve learned that it’s not the big things in life that really matter—things like chasing money or working day in and day out. It’s the small things. Sitting with a loved one or a friend, chatting over a coffee or two, or just sitting quietly and listening to the trees, or watching the birds or critters. As my old Dad used to say, “watching the grass grow.”

Funny thing is, years ago I thought he was just teasing me. ‘Watching the Grass Grow’, truth is, he was telling me exactly what I’m telling you now.

Bug Report: Everything’s running smooth in that department. Not much bothering folks these days, unless you count the occasional deer fly with nothing better to do than pester whoever wanders by.

Fishing Times – Port Loring, Ontario – Saturday, August 2

The early morning bite ran from 6:43 to 8:43, so most of that is already past at the time of this post. Your next shot is the minor bite from 3:15 to 4:15 this afternoon, then the prime time from 7:06 to 9:06 this evening.

Tip for the North: Evening fishing here in northern Ontario can be just as good, if not better, than mornings. As the air cools and light fades, fish often move in from deeper water to feed. Toss a bright spoon for pike or a jig with live bait for walleye, and you might just land supper.

Good Luck!

So what are you up to today, GW?

Well, today and for the next couple of days, my wife and I have our work cut out for us as we have firewood to pile for next winter.

Now, I know what some folks are thinking — “Aren’t you selling the place?” And yes, the house has been on the market a couple of months now. But here’s the thing: just because we might move doesn’t mean winter won’t show up anyway.

I’ve always figured it’s better to be ready than caught wishing you were. If the place sells, the next folks will thank me for the stacked wood. If it doesn’t, well, we’ll be warm come January.

That’s just the way I’ve always done things — one season at a time, and never waiting on what-ifs.

So with all that I am off once again for my breakfast that my lovely wife has made for me and will then head on outdoors and get to work while it’s cool.

And For the Powers that be:: a paycheck isn’t government property; it’s a man’s lifeblood. Let him keep it. All taxes should be removed from paychecks.

Until the next time: Keep Your Minds Open & Your Stories Alive. GW