Fish Tales

Since Sunday we've enjoyed a pleasant quiet time on the Big Lake. June has been extremely busy, socially speaking--as an example, we attended a dinner party on Friday night and another on Saturday night and tomorrow I've got a lakeside picnic. (Different lake!) But after that, life should calm down considerably, allowing even more time here on the Bay. And more time for writing. During this stay, I had my nose in a book almost the entire time and it was heavenly!

My fish's spawn are hatched. The small fry congregate around the dock.



The proud parent is still on guard duty. And I fling worms to him. My worm supply is running out. One of today's several errands is buying more worms.



We had rain yesterday morning and storms all afternoon. During a very brief lull, the Chap made a timely dash down to the Lodge, and so missed this splendid show.



Ruth, Jewel and I head for the other home shortly, after our walk. It's a nice morning so far--hazy sky, but soft sunshine. I look forward to seeing which roses have bloomed in my absence!