Ok, that is not proper English, but it totally defines this picture. You see, my first outing to the lake to fish was a question in my mind. I had never fished before and actually thought, "What the heck am I doing here?" By the picture you can see how I don't even want to touch this fish! I'm sticking it out as far away from me as I can and barely hanging on to it's tail! Ha. How times change...Now, I fish for hours to have a slight moment with my friend, the trout. Who would have thought. The OBN photo prompt wanted us to "post the photo that most likely will never find itself in a photo frame in your house." It would have to be this one, because it is so embarrassing that I ever acted this way! The River Damsel was afraid of a little fish...There's the sad story. But, once put on the river, everything changed for me. I was introduced to a fly pole, bugs and fish rising to the top to get a nibble. I now found the world that I loved and was in my comfort zone. It just took a city slicker to slow down and breath a little and enjoy the beauty around me. And boy, did I ever find out that I was wrong...Fishing is Fun!!! ;) A girl is entitled to change her mind...right?