The isolation and quiet dedication of a solitary fisherman in the middle of a frozen lake captured my attention. This turned a frigid February day into a welcomed experience of mindfulness.
-Rutland State Park, Rutland, Massachusetts
Photographs taken with a bridge camera journaling nature and everyday life in Central Massachusetts and beyond.
4 thoughts on “A Meditative Encounter”
Knowing nothing about frozen rivers (it does not get that cold here) does the fisherman make a hole in the ice to fish through? I assume he can tell that the ice is strong enough to support him!
Yes, the fisherman makes a hole. He SHOULD know if the ice is safe…however, a fisherman fell through the ice yesterday in a nearby town. (He was rescued safely.) He probably should have noticed it was melting!
I have often thought that fisherpeople could teach the rest of us a thing or two about being present in the moment! 🐟
So true! It was cold and windy that day….but the fisherman didn’t seem to notice.