A couple of days ago, Jackson and his Dad packed up the canoe for his first fishing outing at Clayton Lake. He was pretty successful in catching 4 brook trout all cast and reeled by himself!
He doesn’t only love to catch the fish, he and his little brother love to eat them. There are probably only a handful of three year olds in this world who can say they’ve caught their own dinner.
Fishing is the topic of the month and probably will be for years to come. His favorite show right now is Animal Planet’s River Monsters, and it has only accentuated typical fisherman story telling.
When outside, he can be found in the same spot turning over mounds of grass that the plow ripped up this winter, searching for worms. I never know what is going to be brought to me when he comes to the door. A handful of worms, a slug, a big chicken, a baby chicken, a dead woodcock, or small carcasses that he’s found left over from winter. Those are a few of the pleasant surprises I’ve had this month.
I’m so thankful that he is content to be here. We are learning new things together. The names of different flowers, birds, fish, plants, and how to recognize the sound of a woodcock, grackle, gorby, bittern, and woodpecker.
….A northern Maine summer is really something to look forward to. We had in our front dooryard what thousands of city people would give a great deal to enjoy–a spot of woods that only a few sportsmen could have access to.
Helen Hamlin said it perfectly in Nine Mile Bridge. We are excited and thankful to be able to experience our first summer at Clayton Lake.