This morning The Bug (Claire) and I got up semi-early, loaded up her bike in my Murano, stopped by the donut store for "supplies" and ventured out to Breckinridge Park in northeast Richardson. There's many miles of running and biking trails through the woods, several creeks, and lots of trees turning fall colors. We often ran through a rain of orange and red falling leaves.
After an hour of running and biking, we parked her bike along one creek, ate our donuts and attempted to bag a few North American Spotted Minnows. We were not suitably equipped (with say, a net) and failed completely. But it's not the catch right, it's the chase? Yes, let's go with that.