This morning I headed an hour East to one of my favorite places to spend an early morning. I took a few pictures for you that I posted below.

I love to fly fish.

I used to think I was out there on the river searching for the elusive big trout.

In reality I think I’m searching for more.

Maybe it’s a few moments where nothing is ringing, nobody is pulling at me and I don’t feel the need to be “on”.

Maybe it’s that quiet moment where I hear nothing but the river drifting by me and God’s whisper that He created this for my enjoyment.

Maybe it’s friendship and great conversation that can only be created over a common passion.

I’m searching for more.