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Here Fishy Fishy

Another summer has come and gone, and we barely managed to squeeze in one fishing trip.  

We set off early, early on a Saturday morning.....
 And the sunrise was beautiful.......


And the weather and scenery were pretty......


and the worms were fun to play with......



And the offspring were quiet and cooperative.....



And the fish were biting......



And I got a picture of El Hubbo fishing with a pink Barbie fishing pole......

Granted, he caught this with it......(El Hubbo's fish measurements = 40 lbs, 3 feet long.  Actual size may vary.)


But I am the big winner, as I caught this smile:

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