Summer Done Right
As soon as school lets out for the summer, my sister and my great-nephew W come for a visit. We do a little sight-seeing, a little swimming, some chores with the animals, and lots of snacking.
This year my husband decided W was old enough for a fishing lesson. After about five minutes of fruitless casting, I was about to say, “Why don’t you cast for him and just let him reel it in?” Just then W let the rod dip down into the water right by the dock, and a fish took the lure!
We had several exciting minutes of reeling in the catch; then pride turned to doubt as W realized he had to get the fish off the hook somehow. (My husband stepped up and took care of that tricky detail.)
And then of course, even though the fish were out there biting like crazy, no one else even got a nibble!