The winter blues by Mike Spier (

The winter blues    by Mike Spier (the nymphing maniac)

The winter wind chills your toes

it also freezes on your nose

as you wade through snow so deep

the thought of summer makes you weep!

Why has those summer days so long

gone where Trout would fight so strong

making my heart and soul rejoice

now shoveling snow is my only choice!

So sadly now I sit at my fly tying desk

staring at this awful mess

fur and feathers, thread and tools

all mixed in with tinsel spools!

Hooks once in boxes are a sight

I spilt them all one careless night

so I must walk with the greatest care

for bare feet will surely find them there!

So maybe when next spring has sprung

I will have this ghastly mess undone

and if I am lucky and have tried

perhaps with luck one fly is tied!