Things to Live for

It was 50 degrees and dead wind, it was approaching sunset. I went out to have step-father/son time to fish on a slow day of fishing, but the weather was beautiful. The coyotes were yelping, the river was very slow-moving, and the sun started to turn everything orange as it settled. The trees turning black on the other side of the river, as for the trees on our side, in which we faced the sunset, was turning into a very memorable sepia color. The evening feeling just turned into a place where people who were in a bad mood could easily be cherished.

This image below is worth a thousand words. I was walking on a fallen tree to reach to a good fishing spot, where the river reached to 8 feet, in spite of its very slow moving current. Then it struck me that this should be a great place to take a picture of any trophy fish I caught here, but the camera couldn’t get every geometric angle of this beautiful landscape. It was only to the eye’s peripheral vision that could be touched; the scenic land can only be enjoyed by sight. Have you ever tried to take a picture of the giant full moon that amused you, and it only turned out to be a tiny white dot in the sky? That is what I’m talking about right there, but this image is close as I can get.

Someday I would go fishing, but stop focusing on the catching the fish part and just watch the sunset, every sunset is different, from the same star, same goes for hunting too. It just seems like it’s something you should be appreciating every day. Then out of nowhere, Perseids, Lenoids, Geminids, and Orinids shine in the night sky, shooting stars everywhere, the night is lively, and the nocturnal animals awaken. So mostly it’s the nature that I look into, not just the fishing and hunting. The landscapes are slowly dying, to a point where the river is filled with sand, because dams are being installed into it, where dedicous forests are demolished into flat cornfields, where clean rivers turn dirty by factories, all because of those factors, the fish aren’t as big as they normally get, and the whitetails aren’t as big as their fossilized ones.

So decades from now, this image would be worth thousands of dollars to visit, you may call b.s on that, but think about it, we’re already paying thousands of dollars to go on vacations, why? Because the atmosphere of that place may still be preserved, aesthetic values, pure biome, and healthy animals, all you wanted to see, just the way it was centuries ago. It’ll just become more common for vacations like that, and you’re slowly noticing this as the population goes up and industrial age keeps cutting this landscape away, and the city lights will shut out the stars in the sky, and we would be in a trap.

So what to do now? Noticeably, the holidays are not being as cherished too, or at least in our family, because we couldn’t enjoy the plentiful amount of snow, as the industrial weather keeps varying, and it’s brown grass in the winter, and hot spring weather, where finding your Easter eggs in cool dewy grass is impossible, you would find it cooking itself, and invasive species of pests chewing it up, and you’ll never find your Easter egg again, true as it sounds. It may sound funny, but it happened to me.