I am finding myself drawn to things that fly or things that have feathers. It started with my chickens. Wait a minute…back up. It started with my first parakeet! When I was ten years old and living at my grandparents house I must have gone through at least three or four birds before I gave up. I remember my grandfather saying “they must have caught a cold” for each one of them when we found them dead in their cages. Evidently I chose birds with respiratory issues back then. Anyhow…I really am drawn to being a watcher for things that have feathers. Obviously chickens, but also ducks and geese, birds of prey and the occasional turkey here and there! Oh, and I do like bees, butterflies and ladybugs! They don’t have feathers…but they fly! 🙂
It was FREE FISHING WEEKEND in Oregon! My guy likes to fish….a lot! I am beginning to think he maps out his work week around hitting at least one or two fishing holes on his way here or there! So, me being the smart woman I am, I asked if he had a spare fishing pole and could we go fishing. He being the attentive and caring man he is and always trying to make me smile said “fishing, why of course!”.
I wonder if he realizes yet that I wasn’t really THAT interested in fishing. It was a ruse! I mostly wanted to spend time with him!!! I wanted to be outdoors sharing a nice afternoon in the sun with him. I do like to fish. Really I do. I have been a fishing woman since I was 5 years old and caught my first fish in Horse Creek off the McKenzie River. Yet, while fishing for him is a MUST do at least somewhat regularly…for me it is simply one other thing I can do while being out in nature.
He took us to Reinhart Volunteer Park http://www.grantspassoregon.gov/Index.aspx?page=158 or otherwise known as the All Sports Park in Grants Pass, OR. It is a beautiful park. It hosts a wonderful playground for children, multiple picnic sites, the ponds and park waterways where we fished and of course the lovely Rogue River! I did enjoy being in a new environment where I could capture a few photos of some feathered creatures that were abundant with all that fresh food available. Either the large influx of fishermen made a haul over the weekend or all the wildlife had eaten up all the fish because we didn’t have a bite except for the poor dead little fella that was attached to some hook and line left from a previous fisherperson.
Thanks honey for taking me fishing with you. I did throw in a line. In fact I had two in at once! Toes have a purpose when one is fishing you know!!!