A Day NOT at Freedom

Mike pulled me off the farm.  He wanted to go fishing.  It's not easy to give that place up, I only get Saturday and Sunday and to sacrifice an entire day - a day away from my bees, the gardens, the flowers, and the weeds....well, it is a sacrifice.

The day was fine on the lake.  Warm turning to hot.  Recall, last Saturday, it snowed quite a bit here.  We were hot.  The dogs panted.

Fishing was slow down south and we finally reeled 'em in and headed north.  Luck changed and I hooked into this beautiful 15# lake trout.  Mike did an excellent job of netting (one of the easiest ways to lose a fish is right at the boat; that moment when they get close to the surface and they really don't like it that much).  We weighed the fish, snapped a quick picture and watched it swim away, gills fanned open, tail swishing in the green water.  Back to deeper waters. 

A bit later, Mike landed a 4 pounder which is happily swimming around Jackson Lake as well.  We had burgers for dinner.

It was a good day.  The weeds grew a bit taller yesterday in the heat of a summer Sunday!