“What are you after?” I asked as I passed the boy and his mother.
“Bass,” said the boy.
“Mullet,” said the mother.
“What have you caught?” I asked.
“Nothing,” said the mother.
“The mullet won’t bite,” the boy said.
“And why should they?” said the mother. “Would you take from a new source when you’ve plenty of food on your own ground?”
I nodded and walked on.
It’s simple but great, Crispina. Everyone has a lesson to tell, only you need to be willing to listen. I hope they get enough to feed themselves and take to the market though. Life can be tough for fisherfolks like them.
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Indeed, yes. Thank you for your concern
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Wise advice.
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This photo is so gorgeous, Crispina.
And I love your little story to go with!
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The stroy is almost true… except it happened the previous night, to a different lad
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Lovely all the more
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That’s another nod!!!
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😁
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🙂
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Exactly, why should they?
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And yet we do. We always want the latest this, that and the other, and scorn what’s locally grown or made
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Well as they say that is why they call it Fishing and not Catching!! Nice mood on the pic though.
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Thanks Judy. I’ve been doing lots of sunsets and sunrises of late.
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A wise fable Crispina.
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Thank you. It developed as I was writing it
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They would, because fish aren’t smart.
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True 🙂
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