It’s a sign I noticed during Pecan Street Festival –

But the sign begs the question, is this, like, a local phenomena? Perhaps I’m too provincial – I’d be the first to admit to my rustic ways.

Book push:
From a Leo: Drive.

(click to visit)
Fish on:
That was tough, the lake is a shade, like a color TV tuned to a dead channel. I could see, at alternate times of the day, gangs of bass, chasing smaller fish. None seemed too big. I threaded some new line on a reel, and gave it a spin. A toss. But ultimately, I was back to the old standard, much effort to catch just one fish. He sure was a feisty one, though, didn’t like the idea of the picture. Got him, anyway.
