We spent the afternoon wandering around in the sunshine at Da Ming Lake.
It was a beautiful day to explore the shore line with the sun and a fresh breeze, yellow flowers beginning to bloom and buds just opening on the wispy willows.
There was a man on the bridge dangling a fishing line into the water. There was a glint of metal below him and at first we thought he’d dropped his keys, but as he tried in vane to hook the object we realized that it was much bigger then a set of keys. It almost looked like a whole fishing rod.