The first day of trout was the closest Saturday to April 15th when I lived in the fishing cabin. This time of year I always feel a little homesick. Maybe eventually this time of year will come and go without my looking back.
While I was at the cabin I started painting the local fish on everything that wouldn't move - clothes, rocks, walls, my business card. An ichthyologist from Penn State helped me identify all of the fish in the creek. My pumpkin seed fish landed me a job illustrating a children's book. So many magical memories.
This is the lucky "Kiss my bass" fish. I put it by my neighbor's door in the morning and in a few hours he caught a prize winning fish!
"My mission is
to help others see and cherish the beauty,
romance and treasures within and around them
that are often dismissed or completely overlooked."
Mikell is a writer, artist and professional treasure hunter, finding the greatest treasures in the wonderful people who enter her life!