Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
Below are three things that may, or may not, be related. Simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you.
You can use one, two or all three words in your post, there are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a long stretch of river with a bank at both sides. A Fisherman is present in the foreground his line cast out across the water.
Long before the children came along my husband and I went fishing. It was pier fishing in salt water at that time and the kids grew up on the piers. After getting out of the Marine Corps we eventually ended up living on a lake and we switched to fresh water fishing and the kids were old enough to hold their own rods.
We fished in front of the house and we took canoe or boat trips and fished from the middle of the lake or small river. Along the edge of the water were butterflies and occasionally a light breeze would blow through the shady areas where we took canoe trips.
While deep sea fishing I was always afraid the rods and reels were fragile and would break under the weight of a super larger fish.
Now I was a “fair weather” fisherman. I only enjoyed it when the fish were biting and it wasn’t super blazing hot.
One thing I couldn’t do was bait the hook with a worm or take a fish off the hook. I left that to my husband. One day he had gone to work and the kids wanted to fish off the lake shore where we lived. I told them I am not baiting hooks or taking off fish. They assured me they would do it. I should have known better than to listen to kids. They finally got the hooks baited and so close to shore I doubted we would catch anything. Suddenly they were screaming and one of them had caught a fish.
Now the problem arose. I wasn’t touching it even with my foot on the fish and towel to grab the hook to pull it out. They weren’t going to do it.
There was nothing left to do, but to leave the rod and the squirming fish on the beach until their father got home. He wasn’t amused, but I don’t know what he expected. No more fishing until their father was around.
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