a death and a fish

A small hummingbird was found during our wood clean up over the weekend. Taft worked hard to care for it making it concoctions of sugar water, chick food and bugs. He fed it frequently with a syringe. But alas, little Tiny was taken home to hummingbird heaven this morning. 

The boys really wanted to go fishing today. We figured out how to set up the pole, took some hot dogs out and tried out best. 

Taft, Joel and Kent all caught small cat fish and then Taft caught a big one. We released them but maybe someday we'll eat them.