My Reason For Being. . .

We went to our neighborhood lake (called a pond where I'm from) and goofed around while SuperDad fished a "tributary".

After SuperDad was finished, he let SuperGirl try her hand at fly fishing. He said she did really well.

Naturally, if SuperGirl tries, then SuperBoy has to try. He needs a little work on his technique, but I figure that at age 4, he stil has time to improve before he joins the fishing circus, I mean circuit.

I tried and it really is a tricky thing to do. No wonder I quilt.

Do you recognize what these are below?


To the common eye, they may appear to be Canada goose tracks, but no, they're not. . .

SuperBoy informed me they are camel tracks. And here I assumed we didn't have any camels in these parts. Hmph. . . His level of intellect continues to amaze me.