SUNDAY

. . . . Didn't get to the fishing hole before noon today. I took a nap after breakfast and woke up just in time for lunch. Tough day. Not.  Didn't catch any fish but I did shovel out another half ton of sand from the sitting area. One more day of that and the job will be done. The glass topped table and  plastic chairs are somewhere in the river and perhaps when the water comes down I will be able to see them and perhaps rescue the rascals. Highly unlikely, but heck, stuff happens, sometimes for the best.