Today was the last day of three-day weekend. I was going to go out for fishing again, but I could not get up early. I ran about 2 hours yesterday, and it seems I haven't been able to get rid of my fatigue. I prepared my lures late last night after cleaning and drying them on a newspaper, but they're just ready for the next time.
As last year, we went digging sweet potatoes in the afternoon. The farm is near our place, and we took our dog with us. He wanted to dig some, too, but we ordered him to wait. It is very troublesome to wash a dirty dog with mud.