Wordless Wednesday: Fishing with Grandpa

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

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About Shala Howell

I write about wildly curious kids, rabbits who hunt dragons, and 1880s Boston. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), I blog about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, muse about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.blog, or tweet about books, writing, science, & things that make me smile at @shalahowell.
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2 Responses to Wordless Wednesday: Fishing with Grandpa

  1. rayworth1973 says:

    Would remind me of myself and my grandson, except I’m in southern Nevada and we have no (or little) water… Oh we have Lake Mead, but I’d rather not bake in the heat and try to fish. Just not into that.

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