Spring is so close.
Colors are changing, pale green buds are patiently peeking out from riverbank maples. Tucked under bony rhododendron skeletons, tiny yellowed shoots emerging from wet leaves missed by fall’s rake tell us everything about the real calendar. River herring, Nature’s beloved harbinger of Spring, have arrived at Gilbert Stuart, swimming for Card Pond. Hardy fishermen know their telltale small bites on soft plastics beneath long, winding oily sheens calming choppy waters.Read More