It was a perfect morning.
However, it started the prior day.
Mother had opened,
some canned peaches,
Father and I,
had turned over,
the garden.
So I used the empty peach can,
to hold some garden worms,
throughout the night.
Early the next morning,
the robins woke me,
I scurried to dress,
in my very best,
fishing clothes.
I didn’t have to beg,
the dog to follow,
he saw the pole,
and the can of worms,
and wagged his tail.
I said “C’mon Tippy,”
just to make him,
feel welcome,
to join me.
So we walked together,
down a few blocks,
of Walton to reach,
the Delaware.
Mr. Andrews,
was putting the fruit,
out in front of his store.
The police chief waved,
and smiled at us two,
from his patrol car.
Mrs. Reed had already,
hung out her whites,
to dry on the line.
I found my rock,
put a worm on the hook,
sat down with my dog Tippy,
and proceeded to listen to,
the Catskill Mountains,
as they came to life.
I had a few nibbles,
but didn’t catch any trout,
but that was just fine with me,
I saw a whole bunch of things,
that would help me,
negotiate life.
© Copy written for what I will never know.
waldotomosky 
That sounds like the perfect day. Thanks for this posts it’s great to see it all with my minds eye :o)
Thanks Easy for visiting my post. If you were here I would have asked you to go along. You would like Tippy. I bet you and he would have jumped and played around until one (or both) of you ended up in the water. Take care and tell the staff we said hello.
First post I saw on my blogroll this morning. I live for the simple things in life now. This was an enjoyable post for my morning reflections. Thank you for sharing it.
Your welcome Rose. Simple is best. We live too busy these days.
That indeed help negotiate life, well said! Beautiful post, Wally!
Thank you Amy. May all young children learn the good things about life.
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And thank you for reading my posts. It pleases me to no end when people enjoy them.