Fishing

Shorts and a hooded sweatshirt -- we are definitely on a Minnesota lake



I was very glad to get my fishing license and throw out a line of my own . . .



. . . even though the fish are smaller than your palm :)

Funny thing about reflections: you are rippled instead of the water.



As the sun went down it got pretty chilly.

 

Friends joined us and Leah was taking pictures of course:)

Now . . . do you call this fishing or . . . docking? No one has a pole :)



 I have been staying pretty busy around here what with homekeeping, and spring coming on in spurts and lapses.  Cooking and baking, bike rides and fishing, identifying trees and birds, reading, talking, and laughing hysterically.  Since Motherdy is away at present to be with Gigi, and Will is home from school, there has been a lot of sibling-time.  That means fast chores, goofy entertainment, fun outdoors, and plenty of other stuff.  Hope you can find some time for sunshine and trees today!