[VFB] Royal Mail Canada Post

[Wally Lutz]

With cart, horse, & dog teamed sled, Thru rain, sleet, and snow up to a tall squaw's arse. The mail will go through! Great Day! The best ever Caddis swap has arrived! Delivered by a Kevin Costner look alike. Post marked May 20/02 and unopened by "Big Brother," completely intact. Thanks Byard! The Royal Mail did it again. The Walleye swap arrived too! It looks like the horse stepped on the package but fortunately no harm done to the Walleye slayers inside. Posted June 8/02. Thanks Jimi! What a fine, fine bunch of fly tiers. I send you all my ephemeral Thank You. Ephemeral because I can only say it once here and know it�s a poor way to express gratitude. The exchange of these flies/ideas will stay in my pattern library for consultation whenever a pattern reference is required. Special appreciation to those who offered another effort to fulfill the swap for me, and especially to these honourable fly fishers: Mr. Jack C. Rogers of Columbia Falls, MO. and Mr. Dave Wilson of Santa Maria, CA. who did give and sent another fly. Posted on the 19th and 20th of June. Got 'em all today, go figure. After about eight years of hanging around lurking fly-fishing lists on the web, I understand the feeling of community. Without wanting to sound trite, actions like theirs and of course the Swapmeisters are what makes it an extended Family. If I could get your bellies up to the bar I'd buy ya all one. You�re part of the sweet melody I�m addicted to. Calm days eh wally What wond'rous life in this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons as I pass, Ensnar'd with flow'rs, I fall on grass. Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find, Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Excerpt from �The Garden,� by Marvell.