Jingle bells, Lily:s feet smell; you should have warn socks today
Daddy caught bass, but not too fast, and the bigger one got away. Bitter:s June bug red trick worm.
All of the other reindeer use to laugh and call her names, they never let poor Drewdolph join in any reindeer games. Maybe cause you:re not really a rein deer, Drew.
Quack Quack Quack to the sound of Jingle Bells.
The girls will talk to any body.
Florida snow man, very rare.
Bah hum bug.
Are these candy canes ripe yet? That:s the way I use to keep them from eating all the candy canes on the tree. It worked for several years, but then they figured it out. Parents, always having to upgrade their creative tools.
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea. Now on tour in Altamonte Springs.
Ah, little kids and alligators, it warms the heart.
Who:s a good reindeer? No Drew, not you.
Oh come on!
And a gallinule in the reeds. On the second day of Christmas….yada yada yada yada. She is probably too big for Bass to feed on, but their babies disappear quickly each spring, and I think bass are often the culprits.
*Don:t worry Calvin, I caught one for both of us.* Oh, that:s wonderful. The fish in here were feeding voraciously, and usually you would think that:s a good thing, but the problem tonight wash:t that they were too far away. They were actually crashing shad right at our feet. It is a problem we have solved at other times in other lakes, but not the two lakes I fish now. There were some whales in here blowing up on bait that night too, so it definitely merits more consideration. We could:t pull one off the shad so Peter went with a small brush hog over by the Lilies and pulled up this chunker. Nice fish.
Forty years old and still in awe of the outdoors.