A FISHERMAN'S PARADISE

The air/breeze/wind was chilly/crisp/cool as I stepped onto/boarded/launched my boat, the check here gentle/soft/soothing lapping of waves against the hull a calming/peaceful/serene melody. The night sky was a carpet of glittering stars, each one a beacon/guide/light in the growing darkness. With my rods/poles/fishing gear ready and luminous lures/