The lack of rain, wind and work finally made it possible for me to sneak away for a day “home”…and crabbing with my daddy.
Its been a tough week with trying to accept the loss of yet another friend…Russ…aka top2bottom on here. Life just seems so unfair sometimes. We cant help but to question “why”…why did this happen…as our hearts ache thinking we will never see our friend or family member again. But then as the hurt and shock ease just a little…you realize that maybe in taking our loved ones home…esp in situations like this where Russ had cancer…that God is sparing them from further pain. God doesnt give our bodies diseases…but he and our beliefs in him can ease the pain and give us strength to fight…or go on. Then I realized too that no matter what…Russ, Stan and others we have lost will be here with us every day in our memories and hearts…in things we see that remind us of them…and of times shared.
The ride out yesterday morning was so nice. The first time I could wear just a tshirt and no jacket
There was a bit of a breeze…but a warm one and the smell of home…pluff mudd, salt and marsh with the lapping of the water along the boat as we passed through the creeks …along with the sight of my daddy driving us “to work” as he drank his coffee and threw mw one of his silly grins every now and then…quickly took the stress of the week away, and made my heart full once more.
Crabs seemed to pick up a little yesterday. We started the day off with the pot pulle not wanting to work…and we tinkered and tried everything we could…even a little tap or two on the motor with a hammer…yep…old school fixn…and still it would barely budge. so I began pulling the pots by hand…not to tough as most pots were in 7=10 foot of water…and told daddy he had to make a rrrrr-rrrr-rrrrr noise when i did as if the motor was cranking:smiley:…five pots later as I was stacking the ones we needed to move…I looked at the puller…and said…ok…youve had enough rest now…im going to
Penny I always enjoy your adventures with your Daddy.I love when the Marsh Grass is green and high. That picture of your fingernail made me winch,can only imagine how painful that was,I whine when I have a hangnail.
thanks everone! The fingernail came completely off…well it was hanging by one corner so I had to help it along…and it still throbs when i tough anything with it. Typing is finger pecking now but i can still point at donnie with it
We also saw a ■■■■■ of white pelicans fly overhead…and a alligator who would pop up everytime i’d put my camera down.until i finally gave up. Every trip with daddy is a adventure and a reminder of how Blessed I am in all he has tought me…and of all that he is to me. Fathers day is next weekend. I will buy him gifts and a card…but nothing will ever be able to say or show what i feel in my heart .
Btw…Happy Fathers Day in advance to all of you too.
Thanks again for letting us into your life through your thoughts and pics!!! You always remind me of what life is all about-family, friends, God and nature…though that order continually changes.
No Mr Flipper?!?!
Hope your finger heals up quickly but know that fingernails take time!
Don’t care much for fingernails…I try to keep them short for work …and fishing :)…anyhow. Finger already feeling better but wow those first couple days were tough,
as he drank his coffee and threw mw one of his silly grins every now and then…quickly took the stress of the week away, and made my heart full once more.
but i can still point at donnie with it