Nothing Better Part Two

For girl and dogs. Nothing. A nice stream, beautiful day, fish interested in fly. Nothing better.

Murphy loved this. In her last few years she found a spot underneath a cottonwood and slept, occasionally getting up to cool off in the water. But she would watch, waiting for me to exhaust the area, to move on toward dinner. Patient. As if vicariously she would enjoy my whoops and smiles as I caught (and released fish).

It seems Annie is getting into it, too.

Murphy's day.