This is the third day of waiting. I couldn't go anyway far..... not until I receive the much anticipated call. The 'wait' is eating me alive.
This is the third day I headed down to the lakeside. Another day of hope that I will land a nice catch. Not necessarily a large one but one that will put up a good fight is what I am looking for.
Pulled open my fishing stool and setup my rod and lined up the required accessories for the days cast. The lake again seems eerily calm, but I am used to it. Birds chirping high above the trees and a gentle breeze swept through the forest. Have been staying in my cabin by the lake for almost thirty years now, but still sometimes it looks as if I have never been here before.
"Splash"..... There goes my first cast for the day. Waiting for the 'call', waiting for the 'bite', waiting for the 'time' to take me to another day.