Happy place

Here I sit, nestled in a warm bed listening to the sound of the wood stove crackling. The winter season is upon us and I eagerly wait for the dawn to come. The river is low,clear and cold right now and I am thinking of summer spots that I will fish tomorrow. So good to be where I am. Nothing can steal my joy. The sight of my fly fishing well through the green currents is all I can think of as I drift off to sleep..........