Old Winter Day...
Made it out to the lake today, cold winter gray as seen in this photo and I guess you just have go by the old wisdom that time spent fishing is time not counted against your life. We caught four catfish, enough for dinner, but no great haul. Got home and got them cleaned just as the rain started so at least our weather timing is good.
Cathy caught the biggest but did not want to hold it for a picture. She said she wanted to sew grand baby stuff and did not want the smell of a catfish trip to permeate the items. I took this opportunity to mention soap, baths stuff like that. She quoted Mary to drive home her point, "Showers are for the weak"
So I held the fish for a picture. I quote singer songwriter Todd Snider, "Give me money, complements, publicity."
In fact looking at the my fish holding technique and my bass guitar technique, they are the same. I think I have said this before, everything is everything.
Cathy caught the biggest but did not want to hold it for a picture. She said she wanted to sew grand baby stuff and did not want the smell of a catfish trip to permeate the items. I took this opportunity to mention soap, baths stuff like that. She quoted Mary to drive home her point, "Showers are for the weak"
So I held the fish for a picture. I quote singer songwriter Todd Snider, "Give me money, complements, publicity."
In fact looking at the my fish holding technique and my bass guitar technique, they are the same. I think I have said this before, everything is everything.
Labels: catfish, electric guitar
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