The One That *Didn’t* Get Away

A couple weeks ago, baby boy took me fishing. Don’t laugh – I come from a camping/outdoorsy childhood, just hadn’t officially fished since I was about 10. Whatev, I still caught something:

I’m not even kidding you. I had a fresh worm on there, got a bite, and during the reeling in process somehow impaled this mini muffin. My theory is that the worm somehow magically turned INTO the fish…

But anyway, it was fun, as usual, and so nice to be out on the lake during beautiful late summer/early fall weather, with Butchy of course!

Sometimes I really miss living in nature…

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