*Edited to add hushpuppy recipe. Scroll down.
A kind gentleman friend, an 82 year old widower, has a beautiful ranch about a 45 minute drive from town, and has graciously given our family an open invitation to use it for fishing and fun. We have enjoyed going there most Mondays (my husband’s day off) when the weather is nice.
We usually see turtles and snakes and deer and wild turkeys, and once, the two oldest children nearly stumbled upon a tiny baby fawn hidden in the brush.
The Bubba likes to bring his boomerang or slingshot or BB gun for target practice.
Today, the Bubba and The Daddy got up at 5:30 a.m. to go fishing. They took bacon and eggs and the iron skillet I inherited from my grandma. After fishing for the first hour or so of daylight, they built a fire and had a hearty breakfast.