Hi friends,
It started with an early morning text.
mornin mom.
if you're up and around i was gonna come over for a bit.
that ok?
What a great way to start the day huh? !!! Heck yeah!
Kinda had a hunch it was because of mother's day, because
our guys all had a big job that took all weekend so there was
no usual bbq like we often do.
I ran to get dressed and put on fishin clothes coz
again... had a hunch. ;)
Here he comes... bearing gifts and
dressed to fish. (i love that boy)
I had recently told him that when I was a kid, I used a canepole alot.
We had a cabin on a lake and I fished so much back then.
So here he comes in the door totin a new pink fishing rod and all these goodies..
plus a cane pole and nightcrawlers.!! ha!
When we got to the pond he even set me up.
Put new line on the canepole and everything.
He knows I write and document so I don't think he even thought it was
weird when I was taking photos of his hands.
I love those hands!
It was no time at all and that beautiful canepole
was catchin fish!
squeeeeal!
About those "moments" I shared about yesterday???... this moment is me feelin
8 years old again.
Then funny story.....
So I go back to my honeyhole and dropped my line right?
In abit my bobber was GONE. I had a monster!
The thing broke my line .... about the full length that I had
... bobber and all. Mike and Trent saw it happen and were like... good gosh...
that thing had to be huge! Well.... we all fished for awhile... and were all
catching fish. It was a whole lotta fun.
Trent goes around the pond abit and guess what?
He sees my bobber ... the line that the fish had just broke... and it's going all over with the fish still on it!
We probably all watched it for a good half hour ... it'd go under and disappear...
later come up over yonder. So Trent gets the idea he is catchin that fish!!!!!
He had a big dragonfly lure on his rod so he sets his mind that he "is"
gonna get ahold of my line and see what was on it.
About the time he'd cast toward it... it would all disappear.
The bobber would go under... and vanish.
I told him, "Son if you get my new bobber back, I will bake you a whole batch of
chocolate chip cookies." lolol
By golly he got him!
This is "our" double dipped catfish!
The thing was huge!
Still can't believe he managed to snag my line.
We fished all morning long.
It was a blast!
As I sat on the porch this afternoon finishing my bible study and
catching up on my books I pulled that bobber out of my pocket and wrote the date on it.
I'm hanging this baby in my little art studio to remember this fishtale.
I gotta run,... there's cookies to bake!!!
Until we meet again,
L
