Bread and Fish

There's a shopping area nearby that surrounds a big koi pond. One night, we took some heels of bread over to do a little fish feeding.

Oh the delight on their faces when the boys saw that first morsel of bread get gobbled up.

Then they were machines- grab a piece, throw it overboard, grab, throw, grab, throw. As fast as they could manage.

Sometimes we'd scoot from one spot to another just to see how quickly the fish would follow. Practically instantaneous.

Those fish, I tell you, they take no prisoner when it's feeding time!

And now whenever I bring out a piece of bread for the boys to eat, they talk about how we fed it to the fish. Ah, the simple memories.