In Memory of Rich Schaaff

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
-Robert Frost

In many ways getting to know Rich Schaaff was like striking gold. He was as genuinely kind a man as I've come across in any facet of life.

May every run hold a fish, and every swing bring a strike where your journey has taken you my friend. Rest in peace.

www.eastforkfly.com

East Fork Fly Photography

If you've been missing out on Rich Schaaff's imagery, go ahead and end the drought by gawking at East Fork Fly Photography. Rich is a class act and has a knack for strong compositions and slick use of tonality in his work. Click on the image to view the site.