That's my youngest - he'll be dirty 'til school starts again in the fall - summertime fun on the farm! This morning he woke up my husband at 6 am with the reminder that he was promised a fishing trip if he got up early. Poor Dad dragged his tired body out of bed and they headed for the brook. Here's the reward! Brook trout and eggs (fresh from the chicken coop!) for breakfast!! It doesn't get much better than that....I'd offer you some, but I'm afraid it's all gone...maybe next time! ;-)
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Cute pic, did you let him clean that fish?
What fun---fishing in the brook. Yummy breakfast. Happy boy--tiny fish--but don't tell him I said that. MB
Great shot. Looks like mischief there.
Yeah, it was pretty small, but just barely made the legal limit, thankfully.
Yes, Jim, he did clean the fish - my father taught him how and he's getting pretty good at it! YUCK!!
Cute!
This portrait is a keeper! Your littlest looks the epitome of a child in summer. I love this shot!
-Kim
Seattle Daily Photo
(I always got stuck cleaning the fish when my folks and I went fishing when I was a kid, but I actually enjoyed it, and they didn't.)
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