A daybreak stroll along the Matanuska River treated me to one of Mother Nature’s fascinating wonders, salmon returning to their birthplace to spawn and die.
Got me to a thinkin’ . . . as an almost octogenarian returning to my birthplace and ‘spawning’ are the furthest things from my mind. However, I did ponder how much further upstream remains for me to travel before I turn belly up 
Smile lots, frown little, and keep swimming upstream . . . the best is yet to come!
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