This is my post for #freewriters Monday prompt skater hosted by 
Today was a long hard day for nothing. I picked up the pigfish traps that I set yesterday, out of the offshore line and inshore line, I never caught a pigfish. In the middle line, I caught 18.
I put all of the traps in the boat and ran to the south side of Barefoot Bay island, I baited 10 and put them in the river. Then I went north of Barefoot Bay island and baited and set the other ten.
I decided to fish with the 18 bait while the traps were set, so I went to the west end of Bird-Shit island and fished the tip of the sandbar. I caught 5 jacks. I wanted the traps to sit longer so I went exploring on Bird-Shit.
I picked the traps up and never caught a fish of any kind in them.
I went back to where I caught the 18 and made a long line there, then took the rest south of Cat island and left them for 1 and 1/2 hours, I caught 1.
I put all the traps in the boat and was going to take them home but I saw a grassy area so I threw them all in the grass. I will run them in the morning.
I do not know if this is a baby bird that fell out of the nest or a full-grown one, it has not been dead for long. It was so sad to see it laying there.
These are a type of conch eggs. Many years ago I brought a string of them up on my fishing line. I put them in a bucket with an aerator and they hatched. They are born with their little shells attached.
Aren't these barnacles beautiful?
These are mangrove roots. When I was a child I played on these but they were much taller than these are. I did not get to go to the skating rink like my older sibling got to do so I had to create things to play with. My oldest sister was a skater but one day she fell and broke her arm. For Dad, that was it. None of us were allowed to go skating. Dad was like that, if one of us got hurt, he did away with the thing that hurt us.
We had a swingset and the older kids were jumping off the back of the slide. The sister that is 2 years younger than me jumped and split her forehead open. Dad had by oldest brother put the swingset in his boat and haul it out to the middle of what we called the muddy water. For years, there it sat with all 4 legs sticking up from the water.