Thursday, May 15, 2008
My husband is passionate about hockey and fishing. Three weeks after we were married, he went on his annual spring fishing trip to Lake Temagami in northern Ontario. My grandmother thought our marriage would never last. I have joined him on many, many summer fishing trips but have never broken into the all male spring tradition.
This year's trip was very successful and each fisherman brought home his limit of trout. There is nothing that tastes better for breakfast or lunch or dinner than fresh fish.
The Sandhill Cranes had already returned to the island where they mate in the spring. Their plumage was light grey and unstained by the water. When we see them in the summer their feathers are stained a reddish colour.