I caught my first fish, a little sun perch about five inches long,
63 years ago sitting with my feet danging over the side on a wooden bridge much like this one.
About Me
- Kathy
- I am a retired court reporter now working part time as a proofreader. In December 2010 I returned to my roots in Deep East Texas to care for my aging mother after having lived in Arizona for over 30 years. I live on a farm in Nacogdoches County near the Louisiana border. This blog is a repository for pictures of subjects that I find interesting in my travels up and down the country roads throughout the Piney Woods. I love to take pictures of farm animals and equipment, old houses, barns and sheds and anything that has vines or rust on it.
10 comments:
Did you throw a line into this one?
it is beautiful. what a great memory, too. :)
What a memory! Bet they were bare feet too.
And how many fish have you caught since then? I think that would be a place I would return to many times.
Love it. Beautiful little memory. And this pic captures the feel of a secret little place that not many know about....
What a beautiful memory! There was a little footbridge over a creek near my grandmother's house that looked a lot like this...I hadn't thought about it in years!
I remember my first fish too! Catching bream and perch with my dad at Lake Verett. We were standing in water about knee deep and I could see schools and schools of them. We took a whole ice chest home filled with fish. What a great day. Well, until daddy shot a snake with his pistol. :/
Love the shot of your special spot on the bridge. So pretty and great reflection in the water, with that hint of the blue sky surrounded by all that green. :)
You visited here at the perfect time of day. Great reflections.
I bet you were very, VERY excited! In fact, I think you still may be. :)
For a second I feel like Huck Finn. Nice, Kathy.
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