Fly Tying at a Bar. Can it get better?
Greetings from Babylon on the Potomac. I’ve promised myself to blog more frequently when I get a table to sit at. For now, I’ll be an infrequent breakfast-bar-sitting-on-an-uncomfortable-chair blogger. I took time in my busy schedule the other day to walk into the local Orvis store. The good news is, it is only about two blocks away. The bad news is, it is only about two blocks away. When I walked in they had several tables set up in the middle…