An old oak growing out of the water near the edge of the creek , its trunk hollowed. Thick roots extending down into the layers of sediment below. Catfish swim in, and around the roots. The oak splits in two forming a U-shape. The perfect spot to sit and fish, or just to watch the swimming fish. Streaming sunlight shines down through the water. The musty damp clings on the warm breeze. Sitting in the fishing tree, holding my fishing pole. Line cast, bobber floating. patiently waiting.
– Jamie Whorton ©