Grandmother's Log

I went for a little ride through the Madawaska River to see if the lilies had started to show their pads. Not yet, but I couldn’t resist taking a quick snap of this log. My grandmother used to attach her minnow trap to this log, and on many evenings it was my job to paddle up the river and collect her fresh bait supply for the next day’s fishing. For a couple of years there were iris growing among the grasses on this log, but then my grandmother filched them and for years they bloomed in front of our cottage