One day I decided to go for a drive with the boys, so I went down a country road I hadn't been down yet, and as I was driving, I spotted the most amazing field covered in gold. Such brilliant, brilliant yellow. I had never seen anything like it. I didn't know what it was, but took a mental picture so I could describe it to some of the locals at church so they could tell me what it was. Of course I forgot about it, but then later in the week, as I was browsing for trials to hike near Lewiston, I saw a picture of a field that was labeled "Canola". "Huh." I thought. I use Canola oil all the time, and have NEVER seen the beautiful plant before now.
Anyway, this last weekend on the way to go fishing, I took Matt by these fields so he could see, and I brought my camera this time. I compared my photos to those on Wikipedia after we got home. Turns out, it is Canola. I also found out that Canola is actually called Rapeseed or Rape. Not a great name. "Canola" is a trademark for a hybrid variety of Rapeseed initially bred in Canada. "Canola" is a acronym for Canada Oil, Low Acid. Interesting, huh? Maybe everyone knew this already, but it's news to me. Not surprising, though. It wasn't until I was in college that I discovered that a pickle was a cucumber. I just always thought a pickle was it's own plant and was a relative to the cucumber and zucchini. Don't judge me. I can't help that I don't know what I don't know. I hate pickles anyway, so the less time I think about them, the better.
It appears that the seeds come out of the little pods rather than the flowers. Could be wrong about that. I was amazed at the bazillion bees on the flowers. Wikipedia says that the honey produced from Canola flowers is light colored and peppery and is usually mixed with milder honey. The oil is used for bio-diesel as well as chainsaw oil. Also interesting, huh?
I cropped the picture 2 above a bit differently to show more of the bees. So crazy.
Enough about Canola. On to my angler husband. He got the itchin' to go fishin' so he spent 3 hours at the local outdoors store picking out the perfect bait and tackle. Then we drove a half hour or so, got the kids and dog unloaded, got all set up, and then it started raining cats and dogs. Matt was upset to say the least. He told me to just walk around with the kids while he fished a bit longer. I said I was going back to the car. I sat around in the car for 15 minutes or so and then he came back upset... didn't catch a thing. I was ready to bag it but could tell that Matt really wanted to stay. We drove around a bit, the rain let up, he fished for awhile while I drove around with the kids and he was catching fish every other cast. Didn't get too many big ones but enough for dinner.
Reelin' in the big one!!
Gotchya! Could he be happier?
Just so happy to be in the out of doors.
The spoils. One Yellow Perch, four Rainbow Trout.
Lincoln was so hilarious. He would get SO excited when Matt would reel one in. He'd scream "Fishy!!!.... Cute!!!". Then Matt would bring it close to him and as it flipped around, Lincoln would run away and say "Cary" (i.e. Scary). It's so fun to watch Lincoln's reactions to new things.
Matt filleted the fish when we got home and then Sunday he breaded them and seasoned them with lemon pepper and topped them with a Cajun cream sauce with shrimp. Fab-O!!
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