Five more quotes and sayings, and for a change, a poem, about matters piscatorial and fluvial, ready to swim through the streams of bits and bytes are up now – numbers 891 – 895.
My pick of the catch:
“(with trout) we are touching something unrestricted, wild and arcane, beyond the reach of those who carefully maintain one-dimensional lives. There is, I tell myself, someone in the city nearby whose one contact today with unreconstructed nature will be to step into a diminutive pile of poodle excrement.”
Russell Chatham –No Wind in the Willows
