If they bring home a fish, I am thrilled.
If they don't bring home a fish, they bring home good memories, well, that thrills me, too.
Sometimes if the fish aren't biting, the men will hunt for geese, or something else.
The something else is usually a "tall tale" about the one that got away.
The story is usually as good as the fish would have been.
Yep, I love it when the men in my life go fishing.
I love whatever they bring home. :)
I love the smile that comes home.