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.