F is for Fishing.
On a fine August morning, Steve caught many fish, including this freckled cutthroat fingerling:
Daisy, for her part, fixed her fervent gaze on the stream, fantasizing about fetching:
For a challenge, Steve tried fishing from Boss's back, very carefully. Boss was fearful of the fly rod at first, thinking it was a fiery fiend, but he soon finished fidgeting around the field and faced the stream, figuring there was no point in fighting his fickle fellow.
Steve went back to finding fulfillment through fish, but with Daisy and Boss's assistance. With two sharp-eyed friends on the lookout, how could Steve fail to find trout aplenty?
A final word: I, Janie, was there, firsthand, fotographing the fishing. Never fear, this is all factual, or at least not as fictitious as the usual fish fable.
For more of Denise Nesbitt's ABC meme, click here.