Forget the money, what you need to save for the future are dreams, dreams that will earn plenty of interest for the leaner times ahead. Who knows what will happen; maybe we’ll get a much longer even colder winter than this last one, maybe the price of maggots will go up to a tenner a pint – but if, then, we have to cut back on our fishing a bit, we’ll know it’ll be fine. All we’ll have to do is sit back by the fire with a fat mug of tea, take out one of the treasured memories from a previous season and marvel at how much brighter it’s grown. Every summer dawn dreams itself into perfection by the time winter comes along; and almost every fish seems more magical in retrospect
Chris Yates, (31st March 2009) Caught by the river, Some more precious dreams to bank.
Any fool can make money, show me the man who can make time – Chris Yates.
“A Life Is Like A Garden, Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory, LLAP” (Leonard Nimoy)