I read a comment from a farmer recently who said a good fish pond is like a garden you don’t have to plant or till; you only have to harvest it.
We have a good fish pond, but I don’t spend enough time harvesting it. With so many other tasks piled up this time of year (my to-do list has 106 items on it), going fishing seems something of a time-wasting luxury.
But yesterday I decided to spend an hour, during the heat of midday, at the pond.
For the first 55 minutes, though I had some strong bites, I had nothing else to show for my effort.
But just as I was about to call it quits I snagged this one.
That’s a couple of fine suppers right there.