The fisherman stood down by the peaceful pond with a look of calmness on his face like all his troubles of the day had been washed away with the smell of fresh air and water. A green camouflage hat atop his salty brown hair surrounded his light skin complexion. A light green, long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearm covered the fisherman’s upper body. Over the man’s light green, …showed first 75 words of 281 total…

…showed last 75 words of 281 total…fishing line, carefully, not to tangle his line, and placed it in its home (a black case in the shape of a tube). He picked up his navy and tan duffle bag, which probably held everything that couldn’t fit in his vest pockets, slung it over his back and headed up the trail running alongside the pond like a timeline to his journey in life and carried on with the rest of his day.