I’ve been planning all week to go fish this morning. But with the warm weather the last couple days. At termite swarming bye my house. So I spent a couple hours under the house inspecting and treating. Nothing I like better than crawling under the house.
Wandered down to the creek to see if any fiddler’s were out. They were all out waving at me. I gathered up a couple dozen. Might go give it a shot this evening or first thing in the morning. Spring has sprung can’t catch fish sitting on the couch.
I am fragile. Not like a flower. But like a bomb.