Couldn’t get out on the stream – circumstances….you know. Do you feel the fall slipping through your fingers? As the leaves brighten and fall – so the brookies brighten and fade. This time of the year I feel like I can never get out nearly enough. The fall is full of slipping away. The winter is behind the hills looming. All that remains of the summer is the credit card debt from vacations. Ah..so bittersweet is the Autumn. I couldn’t get on the stream but I did find some time to mess around with the new graphics tablet. The above pic is my idea of a brook trout. I’ve never been much for straight ahead renderings. I just don’t usually have the patience or the skill – I’m much more frizzled and scribbled.