Beyond the Dreams of Orvis

The April Orvis Fly Fishing catalogue arrived.  Some time ago, when I first approached Orvis, the fly fishing catalogue was the one which I asked them to send me.  However, somewhere in the request process, I must have mentioned, in passing, that I was married; because, even before mine arrived, a women’s wear catalogue appeared in the mail box.  Before I could cast an eye, never mind a fly, skirts and tops were being discussed over the telephone with knowledgeable representatives.

Now, it has to be said that Wife Person did buy some very nice clothes at very nice sale prices.  They are very becoming; and she has had very good wear out of them.  I have very little about which to complain: I am told.

Nevertheless, I asked for a fly fishing catalogue, and I signed up for email notifications.  But, because the family purchasing profile is now skewed, the anticipated seasons are Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter, not trout, salmon, bass, and steelhead.  I am informed of tees and capris more than rods and reels.

Orvis also send me clothing catalogues and sale notices; from which, I have made the occasional purchase: a tweed cap at less than half price, and my new Barbour Jacket with an added reduction off the already reduced price.  I have, I am told, very little about which to complain.

I mentioned that I asked for a fly fishing catalogue.  When it arrives, its contents are new and improved.  Alas, ‘greatly reduced’ is not in its vocabulary.  That is the catalogue at which I look and dream.

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About Tweed and Briar

I am the pastor of a rather conservative rural congregation. My interests alongside of work are hunting, fly fishing, cooking, and life in an agricultural community. By way of family, I have a wife and two children: a daughter and a son. I am of indeterminate age because my wife is a bit younger than I am and my son is ages with some of my friends’ grandchildren. However, to say that I slip smoothly among the generations would imply an agility which I no longer possess. I aspire to the genteel poverty of the country manse.
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2 Responses to Beyond the Dreams of Orvis

  1. Dream on…your birthday is coming.

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