Leaving later than normal, by the time I got to the pond, my roadside parking spot had been taken. Once I began walking the narrow fishermen's trail along the pond, I soon spotted a man with his line in the water.
A minute or so later I realized I'd spoken to him last year. A "regular" at the pond, we began comparing info on the Bald Eagle pair that nested there last year producing two fledglings. Watching the adults we continued to chat as he fished.
Pulling in a Pike (or was it a Pickerel??) that was apparently the culprit devouring all his shiners, he removed the hook and released it. Catching a second much smaller than the first, he released it, packed up and headed home.
seeing, saying, sharing...
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