What a busy week this was for me. Going from one place to another, one job to another, has me longing to just have some time off to go fishing. Whoever said the “golden years” were a time to relax was dead wrong. But it’s better to be busy than not and so I’m not really complaining, just anxious to get out on the water and go fishing.

Speaking of which, I’ll meet a friend on the Kennebec River soon and go shad fishing. He says the river is full of shad. We shall see.

Perchin’ prediction

Whereas water temperatures still run cold, coldwater game fish such as salmon and trout continue to bite in fairly shallow water, especially early and late in the day. On the other hand, warmwater fish have also put on the feedbag and crappie and white perch are active now, too.

Also, striped bass have begun filtering into our rivers. Fishing for stripers has devolved to pretty much catch-and-release, since the minimum length is now 28 inches. This explains why I fish for perch. They are plentiful and we can keep them to take home to eat. Anyway, with stripers here, can mackerel be far behind?

Digital Age woes

Admittedly, I was forcefully propelled, kicking and screaming, into the digital age. Having begun writing professionally in the mid-1970s, my typewriter worked just fine. But now it’s all computers and virtually everything in our life has some digital connection. This includes motor vehicles.

My new Chevy has one of those digital screens on the dashboard. This ill-conceived device has a mind of its own, switching from one screen to another at will. Sometimes while driving, a screen appears with the legend, “Taking your eyes off the road while driving is dangerous. Press OK to exit screen.”

So naturally I must take my eyes off the road to press OK.

Also, new vehicles no longer come with CD players. Instead, we must download music to our computers and then download from the computer to a thumb drive and then plug the thumb drive into the car’s speaker system. I’d take a cassette player any day.

Finally, I just re-discovered a CD with period photos of Waldo. But my new computer (the other computer, less than one year old, died and had to be replaced) doesn’t have a CD function, so I’ll have to try to download from some other computer to a thumb drive and perhaps some day I’ll be able to run these timeless photos. What a bunch of rigmarole just to run a few photos.

I have a DVD player for my television but have forgotten how to use it. The list goes on. Where it will end is anyone’s guess. Take me back to the days of vinyl records, dials, switches and knobs.

In the garden

Hopefully, by the time this column goes to print, I’ll have my garden all in. And maybe not. Constant rain has made the soil wet and damp, not good for planting. I have put a number of seedlings and seeds into a bank of Earth Boxes, which are pretty much immune from rain. And for in-ground stuff, I’ve begun using plastic mulch with pre-cut planting holes. But still, other things need to go in and it just isn’t time yet to do it. Perhaps this week will bring some relief.

Under the feeder

Ruby-throated hummingbirds take center stage now. The tiny birds have set up their territories and for people with sugar-water feeders, that territory centers around those feeders.

Other critters bear noting, too. Gray treefrogs sing now on hazy afternoons. These seldom-seen but frequently heard frogs have a trilling call, part-and-parcel with the coming summer season.

Honeybees, though, are scarcer than ever. My apple trees are covered in blossoms but with hardly any pollinators working them, prospects for a good harvest dim with each passing day.

Weekly quote

“For there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.” — William Shakespeare