Remake of Sharing Our Favorite Descriptive Bits by Susan O'Hara https://padlet.com/sohara5/dg7zukchqxtcuou5 Made with fortitude en-us 2020-09-08 00:00:40 UTC 2020-09-11 00:12:50 UTC hello@padlet.com Bernardo M https://padlet.com/sohara5/dg7zukchqxtcuou5/wish/732046603 A few weeks ago this feeling got so strong I bought myself a couple of bass hooks and a spinner and returned to the lake where we used to go, for a week's fishing and to revisit old haunts.

(Arriving was less exciting nowadays, when you sneaked up
in your car and parked it under a tree near the camp and took out the bags and in five minutes it was all over, no fuss, no loud wonderful fuss about trunks.)

As he buckled the swollen belt suddenly my groin felt the chill of death.
]]> 2020-09-09 16:53:11 UTC https://padlet.com/sohara5/dg7zukchqxtcuou5/wish/732046603 Conrad S stradenco https://padlet.com/sohara5/dg7zukchqxtcuou5/wish/737290802 “We went fishing the first morning. I felt the same damp moss covering the worms in the bait can, and saw the dragonfly alight on the tip of my rod as it hovered a few inches from the surface of the water.” (Paragraph 5).

“Approaching a dock in a strong following breeze, it was difficult to slow up sufficiently by the ordinary coasting method, and if a boy felt he had complete mastery over his motor, he was tempted to keep it running beyond its time and then reverse it a few feet from the dock. It took a cool nerve, because if you threw the switch a twentieth of a second too soon you would catch the flywheel when it still had speed enough to go up past center, and the boat would leap ahead, charging bull-fashion at the dock.” (Paragraph 10).

“In mid-afternoon (it was all the same) a curious darkening of the sky, and a lull in everything that had made life tick; and then the way the boats suddenly swung the other way at their moorings with the coming of a breeze out of the new quarter, and the premonitory rumble. Then the kettle drum, then the snare, then the bass drum and cymbals, then crackling light against the dark, and the gods grinning and licking their chops in the hills.” (Paragraph 12).]]> 2020-09-11 00:12:32 UTC https://padlet.com/sohara5/dg7zukchqxtcuou5/wish/737290802