He fishes...
and fishes...
and fishes some more...
before school (why pack a lunch when you can spend the time fishing)...
He fishes after school...
before supper...
after supper...
before bedtime...
He fishes & fishes...
My Dad gave him this fly fishing rod three years ago,
He wound a metal washer on the end of it for weight
It stands by the back door and waits for him while he is at school
He fished during the winter too, middle of the yard, no water to be found
but he fished anyway
when it is to cold to be outside
He winds a piece of yard around a twistable crayon and fishes off the stair landing
sometimes cute little notes dangle from the line
sometimes loom bracelets
(he has a deal on right now, get him to make you three and get a bonus one - they are all free and he makes me laugh... cause every entrepreneur needs a promo)
Keep on Fishing!!
1 comment:
love this :)
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