Saturday, December 26, 2015

Train of Thought

One of my favorite conversations ever:

I drop Jay, then maybe 14?, off at a local pond to fish one evening. Drive home, follow a train of thought the whole way. One thought. Another. Another, another. Wonder what Jay's train of thought might be while he fishes.

An hour later I pick up Jay.

Jay, when you fish, what do you think about?


No, really, when you were just fishing, where did your train of thought take you?

I thought about fish. I looked at the surface of the water to figure out where the fish would be.

Alrighty then!

When I see MA FISHING LICENSE on a Christmas wishlist this year for Jay, now no longer 14, I claim the honor of getting it for him.

In the Moment
3.25x4.5", acrylic, ink, and oil pastels on watercolor paper
[not for sale] 


  1. Love this picture and the narrative. I read it to Jack and he totally gets it!

    1. Thanks, Joje. I figured the fishermen in the crowd, especially fishermen vs. fisherwomen, would totally identify with Jay and not even know what my question about a train of thought meant!

  2. LOL, love the post and the fish. Gorgeous!

    1. Thanks, Sheila. Glad you got a laugh out of the post and enjoyed that gorgeous fish!