"FIshin'" - Print

I used to beg to go fishing with my Dad when I was young.  I am sure he would have rather gone alone and enjoyed the solitude, but sometimes he let me tag along.  I remember sitting quietly, afraid to take my eyes off of the bobber in fear of not seeing it go under.  I would become chatty and Dad would hush me, telling me the fish could hear.  I think it was more for his peace of mind.  There just wasn't anything like reeling in that fish, which would undoubetdly be a bluegill, but it might as well have been a prized bass or trout! 

"FIshin'" - Print

  • Numbered, archival quality prints.

  • 16 x 20

    Currently available, $750.00, plus shipping.

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