Oceans For Emotions: Staying in the pink of things
By Elaine Wheat
June 7, 2013 at 1:07 a.m.
"Truly the light is sweet and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun."
- Ecclesiastes 11:7
The weather forecaster predicted a high of 95 degrees, and I am retired and can fish any day at any time I want to, so I decided to fish today. Now, that sounds dumb even for me and my Best Fishing Friend (BFF) who is also retired.
It's just too hot to fish when the flounder look like they have been poached if you ever catch one at noon. Even the flounder know to hide lock-lipped under a shady pier and wait until their world turns pink again, and then they can come out and feed. It was all part of a great big plan.
Early, early, early this morning, we fished our bay when the sun just came up and turned it pink.
This evening, we are going to fish it again at sunset when it turns pink again. We fished when the bay was pink and pink, and we felt so lady-like.
We fished in the morning when it was pink and will fish again in the evening when it is pink.
We love driving up and down the beach road looking at people who still have full-time jobs and have to fish all day on the weekends. We pity those. But when we stop to ask them whether they caught anything, we remind them that some day when they retire, they, too, can fish during pink to pink on any day of the week.
Dear Lord, thank You for letting getting old have at least one advantage ... fishing pink to pink any day of the week. And Lord, please help my rods and reels last as long as I do.