Fishing at Bass Lake
After a long, full Saturday’s work . . . we ditched it all and went fishing.
Daddy was the captain of the little fishing boat on the tiny lake we call Bass Lake.
Boys. Mountains. Fishing poles.
I think it’s beautiful!
It was pretty chilly there, especially as the sun kept dropping farther behind the mountains.
Must have been a big fish!
Or else we had just gotten the picnic supper out . . . either way, he was a happy baby.
This old cabin probably has many stories it could tell.
Second fishing team went out. By this time we were getting cold.
Mr. Fat Squishy and I were the cheerleader team.
Plus we ate Nutella. We liked our job.
Trying out his fly rod again!
Sun was setting, temperatures were dropping, and it was beautiful!
“The heavens declare His righteousness, and all the people see His glory.”
Psalm 97:6
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Julia Shetler says
Beautiful picture!!