Kevin, Sara, and I visited the Plymouth Reservoir north of Plymouth after lunch. It is a nice lake, where people go fishing and boating. The bugleweed and violets bloom, which make nice patches of purple in the green grass on the dam. It was warm in the midday sun. So, we kept our visit short. When we walked to the car, there was a family. And their young son, a 3-year-old caught his first fish. His dad had to help him reel it in. The boy was so excited, he almost dropped his fishing rod into the lake. Once the fish was reeled in, the family looked at it, unhooked it, and dropped it back into the water.
Under The White Oak Leaves 