Early morning row produced no fish but gave great exercise with the wind stiff enough to be a challenge coming home.
One bite. No catch.
A day of errands and an hour and a half looking for the misplaced kindle and then packing for Lakeside Michigan.
Neighbor Chuck over for a drink and a celebration on his healing after months and going back to work tomorrow.
A supper of fish just the same as if I'd caught them this morning.
Oh. very nice.
Elizabeth had the perch.
The key to a happy marriage is giving the woman the perch.
The bluegills were just fine.
I made a makeshift sangria from an organic red wine, juices and a bit of Triple Sec.
Just perfectly satisfying for me.
One bite. No catch.
A day of errands and an hour and a half looking for the misplaced kindle and then packing for Lakeside Michigan.
Neighbor Chuck over for a drink and a celebration on his healing after months and going back to work tomorrow.
A supper of fish just the same as if I'd caught them this morning.
Oh. very nice.
Elizabeth had the perch.
The key to a happy marriage is giving the woman the perch.
The bluegills were just fine.
I made a makeshift sangria from an organic red wine, juices and a bit of Triple Sec.
Just perfectly satisfying for me.
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