Perfect Waters

I can’t count how many times I’ve been on the water this summer with my canoe, but it’s usually 2-3 times a week, on average.

Sometimes maybe four.

I almost always take my camera along, because you never know when it will be one of these evenings, when everything is just right, and you get that perfect shot.

Last week, I had one of those evenings.

Oh, and as an added bonus, I got a small pike.

Scrappy little guy, he was.

And it made the evening even MORE perfect.

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Screw You, Squirrels!

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Dear Arsehole Squirrels;

Remember my sunflower that you tried to destroy and left for dead?

Well, it recovered and it’s doing fine.   In SPITE of your malice.

Ungratefully yours;

Friar.

PS.   Screw you.   And stay out of my yard!

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My Latest Fishing Vacation in 13 Words.

Sunrises.

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Moonrises.

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Sunsets.

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Eagles.

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Storm.

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Loons.

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“Bacon, please?”

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Pike.

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Walleye

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Tollers.

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Shore Lunch.