There is nothing small about the bluegills in our pond
Mom has been fishing in our pond a lot lately. She goes down to the water (all by herself), hooks and retrieves the fish (all by herself), and then even removes the hook from the fishs' mouths (all by herself). Dad plans to teach her how to fly-fish someday, but it will have to wait until the spring gardening rush is over.
The bass need thinning, though
Casey watches from the hillside above the pond
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