Avery was excited to hold her “custom-built” fishing rod. And she sticks her tongue out the side of her mouth when she’s concentrating, just like Papa Ray.
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We found a nice spot, nestled in the trees in a small, quiet corner of the pond. No luck for fish, though.
“If I drop my line in this brook, I’ll bet I catch a brook trout in five minutes,”
said Papa. He was right.
We found an even quieter corner, near where the small brook feeds the pond. Avery fished…for a few minutes.
Then she got antsy and started running around.
© 2026 Brian Nelson
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