Three of our five grandchildren are here for a visit. One is a helper at Vacation Bible School, the others, attendees. After their morning of fun and learning at church, we head off for picnics or lunch at Auntie Shannon’s before going on various expeditions.
Our most exciting adventure was capturing crawdads at Spring Lake. We failed to catch them the first day because we couldn’t find a way through the blackberry-choked banks to get to the creek. So the next day, we headed around to the other side of the lake, armed with branches, string, pieces of bacon and a bucket. I sprawled over a boulder with a pole and bacon bait, enticing those critters out of the dark shadows while the grandchildren took turns holding the net in position. Yowza!! One crawdad was six inches long, red pinchers snapping when he...


