Sticks and String







In a small, tranquil corner of the city, just below the rush of a hydroelectric dam, is a place where my almost 17 year old boy spends most of his non-winter days.  He almost always goes alone, but today he invited me to join along.  With our sticks and string, Jake and I spent one glorious evening casting {on} near the river's edge.  I can see why he likes it here so much.  When you're on the shore line, the whole city disappears above you, and the only sound, is the rapid current of the river.  

He ended up with a fish, and I ended up with a {sleeve}.  I hope he invites me again soon.

p.s.  This river also has snapping turtles.  Eek!

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  1. Lovley quality time for both, I guess! Nice pictures. Have a nice weekend. God bless you all!

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    1. Thanks! I hope you have a wonderful weekend, too. :)

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  2. Nothing like the sound of a river............mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

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  3. I didn't realize your oldest was so old:) How does he feel about your homesteading plans?
    Also, how wonderful to have found those windows!
    Warm wishes,
    Tonya

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    1. He's really excited to get building! Being in the country is completely his element, so moving can't come soon enough.

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  4. That turtle looks a little angry! Great photos!

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    1. He was annoyed at Jake for picking him up, stretching his neck several times to strike!

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