Happy to not get skunked
May 11, 2016
It takes a lot less to make me happy than it used to.
I pulled my minnow trap last week and found three crawdads inside. I was tickled. Bait or a snack, my choice, and it wouldn’t cost me a dime.
Perhaps I should have been disappointed with my catch. There was a time, not so long ago, I certainly would have been.
Had that trap not held at least two dozen minnows, I would have considered my efforts a waste of time. Now I’m simply glad not to be skunked.
Same with fish. Anything less than a limit was a bust.
As I grow older, however, it takes much less to please me. I’m happy with just...