A fall afternoon well spent

Today my three sons and l spent a fine day hunting arrow heads ,stream fishing, and shooting the pellet gun. We always come home with soaked pants ,river pruned feet muddy shoes and a pockets full of rocks. But I came home with something more solid than rocks . Time well spent. These are the times they will remember, and the times they will look forward to again. No arroweds were found, no bites on the cricket baited hook, just pockets full of solid reminders of what life is really all about.

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