Well, it's May Day and Sean and I decided to go fishing at Marshall Lake. We planned on leaving home at about 7:00 A.M. and we left right on schedule. It was sprinkling when we left, but the weather promised to clear within an hour or two. We headed out, optimistic that today was going to be THE day to go fishing. When we arrived at the lake, we were greeted by quarter sized snow flakes. We could barely see across the lake. The snow wasn't sticking but it was too heavy to even consider launching the boat. With fading optimism, we retreated to the comfort of home. Shore lunch was on the kitchen counter.