Just another Sunday out in the sticks..
Went to an ultra traditional Mike Wilson custom since I put myself on light duty today.

First thing this morning went fishing with my son. Caught a few small fish, several undersized large mouth bass and one little alligator gar that my son Colton really enjoyed fighting.. Released them all.
The highlight of the trip though was when we were on the way back home, we pulled over my old Ford PU to save a juvenile box turtle crossing one of our busiest highways out where we live. The turtle had been walking for some time in the Florida heat and had hot road tar on his feet and the bottom of his shell. I took out my knife and quickly and carefully scraped off the hot tar. Just a minute or so later, a little gal about the same age as my son Colt and her mom had the same idea and turned around after seeing the little box turtle, but were afraid to pick him up. So, my son Colt showed her what to do and how to grab the turtle from the upper back of the shell, but she was too afraid, so we agreed to bring it back to they're property and the little gal released it into her pond under Colton's guidance. It was kinda cool to see my son interact with a cute little female and to see the both of them smile and carry on while assisting this critter..
Anyway, got back home. Poured myself a little libation pondering the day so far and went to cutting the slip ties off of my Queen palm tree's wooden steaks that were planted at the beginning of the summer, and to slicing a few cucumbers and cheese for the salad for our all day Sunday B-B-Q, and whittling down a nice long hand made shish-kabob stick out of an available black olive branch.. mmmm life is good.