One of the things I enjoy about going fishing is leaving the dock early in the morning at the crack of dawn. As we head offshore through the turquoise water to the deep blue I enjoy looking back at the foamy wake and the trail that the powerful engines leave. The spray literally glistens as the boat glides along pushing neat rows of white water aside . . . https://www.wordsfortheday.com/index.php/2021/03/face-lifts-that-sag/