Last Saturday we went fishing at a nearby lake. There were large rocks that lined
the lake in all directions. Along the shore there was a path that my mom goes walking on with my Aunt Bree in the mornings.
It was cloudy that day, and it actually rained a few times while we were there. (This has
happened every time we have gone fishing.)
Friday, August 15, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
But wasn't it fun up at Tibble Fork when it rained?
Post a Comment