Glad For the Groundhog

 A couple of days of fifty and sixty degree weather has me shedding my winter coat and heading for the river to fight the crowd. The spring-like weather had produced a “Hatch” of fly fishers on the river.

Speaking of Words: What is the Oldest Language?

They were created knowing some language or other, apparently, but the odd thing is that God seemed not to know it, or not very well, for after he created Adam he brought all the beasts and birds to him “to see what he would call them: and whatsoever Adam called every living creature, that was the name thereof.”