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| During a Fourth of July celebration at a friend's home on the Delaware River, the air was heavy with humidity, and the green color of summer was a vibrant emerald. One guest couldn't resist the temptation to squeeze in a little fly fishing, and I couldn't resist the temptation to paint him as he worked his rod just down the river. He eventually moved so far away that he lost sight of us and time. He finally returned shortly before the sun went down! | ||
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