Thursday, August 28, 2014

Pink Clouds...

Pink clouds breed excitement.

The dropping sun throws their last bit of energy upon the clouds and rushes in the golden hour of steelhead fishing

You want the whole concept of time movement to go the hell away as every cast feels like it has the juice

Night is barreling down on the day and in that clash, those pink, fluffy clouds make me happy.

Very happy.

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