It was June 21st, the first day of summer, and this little spring was running at a chilly 58 degrees.
Her twin was a sweltering 64 degrees.
And in the pool where the sisters came together were nearly 40 of these little guys.
Bennie couldn't believe his luck ... and it was luck.
This guy couldn't believe Ben's luck either.
And I couldn't believe that chartreuse foam lashed to a hook had the look of something tasty.