Here, Fishy, Fishy
Happy Moment of the Day
The boat has proven once again to be our means of transportation into the land of happiness.
After a long hard week, we were both set on taking the boat out, even if it meant homework and housework had to be put off. We were not disappointed. The first stroke of luck came by the dumpster.
Someone had left two little pappasan chairs out next to it, and they looked like just the thing to get an awning going. For the awning I’m planning, I need two poles on each side that extend from a little clamp that will let them swing freely. The pappasan chairs appeared to have just that sort of clamp in their fold-up frames.
Not only did they have that kind of clamp, one was in nearly perfect condition, so I snagged both of them. Amazingly, the unbroken one fit right into my half of the boat, so I spent half the evening lounging in my new soft chair. It was lovely.
We got lots of bites, but the only big fish we caught — Hubby says it was about 5 pounds, and I happen to be the one who caught it — was a female. Wanting to ensure that lots of little baby fishes would be born, we threw her back. All the others were more like two-pounders, and since I can’t clean fish without losing my lunch and Hubby really wasn’t in the mood, we came home without a catfish dinner.
But the relaxation was priceless.
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