A Fishin' we will go

Last Wednesday was a perfect day to go fishing and we went to Brook's pond in Frankston. Kris, Emily and kids went too. Larry and I were flyfishing. I didn't do too well. I don't know how many fish Lar caught--a lot. Kris's kids used a rod and reel with red and black worms. I think the last count was 42 for them. Layla managed to fall into the pond and Emily grabbed her by her ankle. Gage, the fisherman, couldn't have cared less. He got a couple and quit. He played in the weeds and one weed really accosted him. Colton, the non-fisherman caught a ton. It was a relaxing day. Even Jack got to participate. He didn't catch any fish though.