Sunday, October 23, 2011

Something Smells Fishy

It was a gorgeously awesome autumn afternoon. Although we were tired and in need of naps, we chose to go out for a drive instead. The farm markets were calling, but, unfortunately, they were calling everyone in western New York. The pumpkin patches and cornstalk teepees were mobbed, not a parking spot in sight, so we drove on past the fall festivities to the fish hatchery at Powder Mills Park.

No small children fell over the edges of the concrete holding tanks today. No dogs ran recklessly through the park. (Now that I think of it, it was a small dog who pushed that little girl in several years ago. He jumped up to say hello and over the edge she went. He daddy hauled her away sopping wet and crying.)

We bought handfuls of fish food from the "gumball machine" dispensers and when our quarters were gone, we scrounged a few pellets off the ground around the tanks. It's most fun to throw a whole handful in at once and watch the fish wrestle for them. The smaller fish are much hungrier than the big ones. I think James was wishing he could drop in a fishing line and have a tussle with one on them.

I don't suppose my kids will be around to go farm marketing for much longer, after all they are sixteen and nearly eighteen, but they were happy to go along today. It's one of those family traditions that I'm glad they are still happy to participate in. On the way home we stopped at Wendy's to get a Frosty. We ordered three small chocolates and a medium vanilla, but someone filling the order made a mistake and we all got mediums. I'm not complaining. :)


  1. Such a lovely fall day you had. Hope you have an equally good week.

  2. It was a very nice day, Yolanda. Thank you. :)