I may as well start with the place that makes me happiest of all. The pond! Nothing can make me happier than standing at the edge of a pond, with a rod in my hand, and a large mouth bass on the end of the line. It's my quiet place of solace. Only interrupted by the tugging of a fish on the line. Or a bass majestically jumping out of the water to snatch a bug on the surface. It is my happy place. :)
YOU ARE READING
My Happy Places
General FictionThese are snapshots of my happy places. We all have them, and they make everyone smile.
