Fishing

So many thundershowers this week. Still I got out rowing and fishing today, twice. I caught a half dozen perch and bluegill. I released a few undersized crappie. I was the only one on the lake and one of very few even outside around the lake. It was so quiet I could hear doves and crows across the water.

The two mallard families were out exploring.

Nice, clear, fluffy clouded day until just now.

I'm too tired to go again anyway.

So I cranked the boat up and now it is time to do up some of these dishes.


Later....

Warnings of thundershowers came over the radio while I washed dishes. I put the boat up. No showers came, but I did hear thunder in the distance.

I was able to grill the fish with lots of garlic powder and sprayed olive oil. These were perch caught last fall. They were very good, served with the fresh sweet corn we brought back yesterday from Whole Foods. It was really good. I wonder where it came from.

I put some lamb chops on to grill while we ate. I hate to waste the coals. They turned out nice too and so we will have plenty to eat these next few days. I am roasting a chicken on Friday. Saturday we are going to see Harvey and Alice in Connecticutt.

Lunch with Peter and Jen at Shalimar or India Palace tomorrow, and then Poker and pehaps a visit with teachers at the Orchard in the evening.

I read a bit of George Eliot tonight. One of the books I bought was a collection of essays. One is on evangelical preachers and would fit the Obama controversy with Dobson that is all over the news today. Amazing that an essay written in England and published in 1883 would seem so appropriate. Amazing too that this book has sat over a hundred years without being fully read. I know that because I had to delicately slice a few uncut pages. So odd to poke about a bookstore and come home with a bit of something that was kept on a shelf unused for a hundred and twenty five years.