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In the beginning, your mind is fresh and you readily remember where things are kept. Those special treasures, keepsakes that are organized. But, in time, they are tucked away, not out of disrespect, but just because that is how your life becomes…disorganized and tucked away.
We are in the midst of moving now. I have learned I had a penchant for tucking keepsakes into books, magazines, between things. I have found fun, meaningful treasures from my children. Long forgotten, but capable of transporting me back decades to simpler, gentler, innocent times.
Be careful where you store your treasures, your memories along the way. If you are not careful, you may lose them.
I was never too enamored with Floribunda Roses. Less tidy, too unkempt, too something that just fell short of the tight, crisp beauty of the Hybrid Tea Roses. But, of late, I rescued a few Floribundas, not knowing their genetics, so to speak, when I took them. And, I have to say, they are growing on me in an old fashioned sort of way. They keep on giving and giving and love the hot sun.
One of the enjoyable subsets of fly fishing is fly tying. Learning to tie and fish your own creations…and that attract fish. There are, it seems, a gazillion fly patterns out there. Really there are a few hundred patterns and many derivations of a single pattern. It is part of the exploratory/creative process of fly tying to change up patterns and to adapt patterns to new materials and successful experimentations.