Sitting on the dock by the lake, wasting time…

…and it felt good!

So, I was writing on the back porch earlier this afternoon. The lake was calling and Dixie Belle's big old lab eyes were saying, "Deadlines, schmedlines, let's go fishing." And that, is precisely what we did. I shut 'er down and grabbed a shovel and cane pole from the carport storage room. The pic on the right is an example of the healthy worms I found after turning over a few spadefuls of dirt at the lake's edge.

The pic on the left is a classic. That's exactly what my cork ...