I love this lady. No idea who she is, but I love her. She was out at the lake this evening with a pink fishing pole and she was pulling fish out as fast as she could bait the line. I love that she wore a great hat and that she didn't have a bunch of fancy stuff. She sat on a tackle box and threw her catches into an old beat up bucket.
It made me think how slowly time seemed to move when I lived in the country. Apparently time moves slowly in the suburbs too. You just have to be willing to sit down for a minute.
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