We Like 'Em Raw and Wriggling!

Couldn't resist the title even though our favorite cave dweller was talking about rabbits not fish. Fish can wriggle, right? I think so.

The adventure began a couple of weeks ago when i went fishing with my family. Technically they fished as i forgot to read the book i brought. I was sitting on the edge of my chair, eyes glued to the tip of the rod, waiting for the glorious sound of a catch. I just wanted to jump up and grab the pole but since i don't have that specific document that allows me to fish, i sat and watched and cursed myself for not getting a fishing licence. This problem will soon be resolved. Next time, i promise i will reel in a big one ;)

I couldn't focus on the book for the life of me. It was too exciting. So instead i pulled out my phone and started taking pictures. I really love these shots so much that i think I'll have them printed out and framed - a BIG commitment in this digital age.

Of the two days that i went fishing with the family we only caught two fish. One, a carp, we sent back to live another day. You were lucky Mr/Ms Carp, had i known how to make you tasty, you would soon be on my plate.

 

For those of you who didn't go fishing, here's a moment frozen in time. Let it sink in. Feel the sun baking your skin. Hear the waves of the lake meeting the shore. Smell the fish bait. Watch as a curious duck floats your way. Close your eyes and dream of mermaids swimming about. And wait. Wait for the moment of glory when a fish just might be hungry enough to nibble on the bright neon purple goop floating beneath the waves. Be silent. Be still. Wait for it....

 

 

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Reel.

- the Dabbler