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yellow perch


It was a good day to be on the ice, fishing with  a worm

Sun above playing with clouds

A beautiful day.

~

 

There were people all trying to catch fish

An amputee fishing with a smile using aluminum cans as pop ups while next to a rich man who had everything an ice fisherman could dream.

 

~

A good day indeed

Even a giant perch had a fat worm as her last meal

and tomorrow for dinner, we feast.

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