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A Simple Pleasure ~ Fishing!

When my husband asked me to go fishing with him this morning, I was delighted.  We needed a break from the routine of fixing up the homestead. What did we catch?  A beautiful sunrise!

 











We woke up around 4:30 a.m. and just at the hint of some light in the sky, we drove to Dead Horse Ranch, a state park about 15 miles from home.  I was surprised how long our quiet morning stayed so pleasantly cool!









I love mornings and nature.  I don’t know why I like this photo so much, but it’s special somehow.







We explored. Look what we discovered ~ an old cabin.  Several of my blog buddies are teaching me to open my eyes and see the beauty all around me right where I live!







Fishing is a simple pleasure that fits nicely into our simple retired life.  We look forward to more mornings like this to slow down and appreciate all the loveliness that surrounds us.

Comments

  1. Mevely317August 28, 2013 at 9:30 PM

    This time of year, when driving into work I'm privy to the most incredible sunrises. Definitely the best part of the day!

    Thank you for taking us along on your expedition!

    Hugs,
    Myra

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  2. Joyful in His PresenceAugust 29, 2013 at 3:49 AM

    A beautiful sunrise, Mary! I also love nature in the early morning hours. The cool of the day, the birds singing and talking with one another...what's not to love?

    Thank you for sharing your beautiful pictures with us.

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  3. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartAugust 29, 2013 at 4:48 AM

    Sounds like a perfect morning to me. I love fishing with my hubby but we don't get to do it as often as we would like.
    Oh and I LOVE that picture you commented about. It is special.
    Hugs
    Kim

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  4. RCUBEsAugust 29, 2013 at 5:33 AM

    Looked so serene...Nice pics...

    But deep down, I know the best couldn't be captured by the camera. It could only be stored in your hearts. We often get so caught up in the fast pace of this world, forgetting that most of the time, it only takes a few seconds or minutes to see the beauty of His works and be reminded how much He truly loves us.

    Thank you for reminding me today to be still...and take time to know the Fisherman.

    Just wondering, did you catch anything? Praying you'll have many, many moments like these that you both enjoy! God bless sister...Have a great Thursday!

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  5. NancyAugust 29, 2013 at 6:10 AM

    You certainly made some beautiful memories this morning..and I can just read between the lines and feel the sweetness of the time together...

    Early morning light is so wonderful and such a reminder that God's light is available everyday.....

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  6. FloydAugust 29, 2013 at 10:22 AM

    Good for you. To see the true beauty in this life is a gift from our Father. Those are some amazing pictures!

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  7. DeniseAugust 29, 2013 at 11:31 PM

    Beautifully awesome.

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  8. DeeAugust 30, 2013 at 3:17 PM

    What a beautiful serene morning by the lake...the photo's captured it so well. The lake looks like a mirror. I need to get up earlier. :) You are doing an excellent job of seeing the beauty around you....

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  9. Nikki (Sarah)August 30, 2013 at 5:26 PM

    I love this post. Getting up early and being out in the quiet and beauty of nature is the absolute richest thing ever. I love that old cabin. It makes me wonder what stories it could tell if it could and that picture you took of the marsh....beautiful.

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  10. Susan BAugust 30, 2013 at 8:20 PM

    Your photos are so beautiful! Thank you for sharing them. I'm glad you enjoyed fishing, and being out in nature. :)

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  11. MFEO2009August 31, 2013 at 12:31 PM

    You are blessed indeed. :)
    I'm going to pin this page so that my hubby and I can make a trip up soon. Looks great.

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  12. Just Be RealSeptember 1, 2013 at 5:07 PM

    Lovely catch. :)

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