I’ve been wanting to go fishing again, but we’ve been so stinking busy that we haven’t got to it. But Junior happened to have his kids on Saturday, so we four and his folks packed up to fish from the banks of one of the local lakes.

 We didn’t catch much, because I am a serious fishing jinx, but each kid got to reel in a trout before they went off to play on the nearby playground. We sat around in the sun and the shade, getting sunburned and slowly relaxing, which was just what I needed.

The whole weekend was pretty relaxing, come to think of it. We came back to my house on Saturday night, and slept in. I had a little work to do, so I dragged him out to turn valves and flush hydrants for a while before we made a tool-shopping expedition and had lunch out. Junior tilled me up some spots for tomatoes, which I will plant later in the week, and that was about it. There was some napping and a great deal of sitting around being unproductive, and it was absolutely what I needed.

Now, on to the chaos.