Go Fish

 Couldn't get any better than this shot. She's got that nine hundred and ninety-nine hundred thousand, nine hundred and ninety seven dollar smile, and one pant leg rolled up because she fell down and always feels the need to observe the possible injury despite the state of her outerwear. If there's blood, then more tears need to be shed (seems to be her general rule) so always best to double check.
In this case there was no blood, but a stinging sensation overtook her knee which resulted in the fashion statement you see so boldly displayed above.
Same shot below, just further away so you could see where the Greenways were hanging out today. Skyla's first fishing trip. Didn't leave Felixstowe though, just spent the day at Trimley Carp Ponds. We brought a picnic lunch, peach iced tea (crystal light, courtesy of Mary's overstock) and tried not to let a bobber go unwatched between blinks.