Here is Isaac, full of hope and enthusiasm, hoping to snag a frog with his net.  He must have caught 8 or 10 – all returned to the pond, however.  He, along with the twins, Jack and Ben, enjoyed the ponds here which delighted us.  None fell in – a surprise.  Almost all of our grands have fallen into one of our ponds through the years.  A sort of family ritual, I do believe.