We wound our way up a curvy bayou, looking for fishy water, and around the second curve she spotted a fishy-looking current line running from the western bank across the middle of the bayou and around the curve. We drifted in, and not long after she slung her bright yellow popping cork, it disappeared below the surface.
“F I S H O N!” Patti yelled with as much enthusiasm as a die-hard football fan screaming “TOUCHDOWN!”, and I was as happy for her as she was about reeling in that yellow-mouthed speckled trout.
We continued to pull in fish every few minutes at that spot until boat traffic scattered the fish, making them too spotty to find. Trolling on up the bayou, we cast around a few points that looked like ideal spots for trout to be hanging out waiting for bait fish. However, none of those spots were as profitable as our first stop.
Once we traveled to the end of my GPS bread crumb line and farther than I had ever explored before, we tested the waters. Nothing. We looked for cuts in the marsh, where the bait-filled water flowed into the bayou, carrying the unsuspecting bait to the bigger fish that awaited. We fished a couple of those spots without much luck.
Does that make you narcissistic?
Yes, most definitely
I’m so jealous. The words “flowers” and “winter” do not generally fit in the same sentence around here! LOL Very pretty!
Hate to rub it in, but they smell delicious, too!!! Thanks for stopping by—let me go pay you a visit now!
i’m jealous too, it’s too darn cold here for any kind of flowers. Those look very inviting.
They are sooooo lovely!
Those are so pretty – it will be quite awhile before we get to see those or their cousins, the daffodils around my neck of the woods! I love getting to see them down at your place though.
When will they bloom, Dlyn?
Those are just beautiful! And I love the analogy you made between the flowers and the people of your area.
Trish
That’s Trish. That means a lot coming from a great writer like you!
Green Thumb BW,
I have a very wet backyard and the soil is dense. Crawfish like it tho, because I have tons of their huge mounds as testimony. Would those bulbs grow in that enviroment?
I’ve planted wild flower seeds in the past but the Hubby forgets and mows over them before they mature! Maybe the bulbs will have a better life.
Katy, hopefully you could plant them in the fall after he mows for the last time, and they will come up in January.