If you have followed my columns for very long, there is one thing you’ll notice. I enjoy song birds. I’m not an official “birder,” but feeding the little sprites in my yard is something I really enjoy.
High on the list of things to do was to go out behind the cow barn with a shovel and empty a Prince Albert tobacco can and dig among the dried cow patties for earthworms. Cane poles that spent the winter on the back wall of the cow barn resting on nails to keep them straight were taken down, black braided line that had spent the winter in the closet was tied onto a pole. A bream hook, lead sinker and cork float were attached and it was time to head for the creek.
Being a countryreared fellow, there is one thing I have encountered, and if you grew up in the country you did too, it is snakes, creepy crawly reptiles with no shoulders that can get my immediate attention.
Ahh, summertime. Even though the weather seems to be hanging on to early spring, here it is in June with first day of summer only a few weeks away and I’m still finding a light jacket feeling pretty good on these chilly mornings.
This has been a wet spring for sure. Just this week, we’re hearing of serious flooding plaguing our friends in Lake Charles, an area that needs more disasters like I need a toothache.
There are people around in just about every community who have the vision and tenacity to make things happen. They see a need and do whatever is necessary to turn a need into reality.
Had your COVID vaccine shots? I have and I’ve let my guard down a bit. Masks are a nuisance and I don’t wear one much anymore, unless I go into a store where it’s mandatory.
BUSSEY BRAKE – Some bass are being caught around the trees on soft plastics and spinners. Crappie are scattered while the bream are starting to hit worms and crickets.
