When you look at this beautiful fish do you think of meat? A dead, gutted fish cut into sections for consumption? I see beauty, power, respect for a short life. Too much reverence for an obvious food source? For me every spot, every hue of color is a beautiful object for consideration. Seduced to the fly, stressed to the net…yes. Admired, held & photographed. Rested and released to what future I am never certain. Yet for me, this way, I am more centered with nature than by few other means.
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So beautiful, this fish. Colors one would not normally expect to see – purples, oranges, greens, blues, golds… I’m glad she’s still around to procreate. Blessings.
Thank you Debi…very much appreciated.
Cool! Where did you catch that beauty??
Central Oregon lake