Thursday, September 8, 2016

A little fishing and dreaming

We thought Wade was finally big enough to sit still in Dads boat so he got to try out his new fishing pole on the water. There are alligators at times in this pond so I don't want to have to jump in after him. Dad was the only one that caught anything. Good thing our favorite catfish place always has plenty (and you don't have to clean them). 

Mmmmm cheese grits and catfish!

I was about 8 or 10 when my Grandaddy Marshall had this pond built. My dream is for a tiny pond house to be built on the bank with a big screened in porch and my Singer featherweight set up and ready to sew. Because we moved a lot as kids, this place is as close to home as we have. So maybe that dream will become a reality someday. 

1 comment:

Mrs. Goodneedle said...

Don't ever let go of your dreams, my friend! Hugs~