It is no secret that fishing is a popular attraction in these parts, but it was taken to new (ahem) heights this past week when a fish fell out of the sky into our front lawn.

Why hello, Mr. Catfish. And where did you come from?
I think I spy the culprit.
According to Ryan, a couple of eagles attacked an osprey who dropped his load, right into our front yard. Then the suspense began to build as we wondered what would happen to poor Mr. Catfish (who was still very much alive - the kids would announce every flop at the top of their little lungs). We still don't know. He was gone come morning. Something had fresh fish for dinner.
Speaking of fresh fish for dinner...
Logan caught his first fish! He was very pleased with himself and is quite happy to reenact the whole scene. He's shaping up to be a true a fisherman!
Morgan caught some fish too. However, she preferred casting to catching.
Lane caught a few himself. Finding some fish got us all excited for summer!






Ha Ha! Love the catfish story!
ReplyDeleteOnce I was driving through the Columbia gorge and saw a bald eagle fight another bird for its catch right there over the freeway. We had to slow down and swerve to miss the action. So cool!
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