when i was a kid and the lake would overflow from rain, it was
like going feral (with snacks). my brothers and i
would disappear from dusk to dawn, returning home
disguised by muck and mire.
an overnight waterfall manifestation
in texas is like a triple rainbow sunset. when it
happens, you put anything and everything else to
the side and drink it up. metaphorically. lake water
is gross to drink. promise.
i live in texas for several reasons. numero uno being:
it's texas. duh.
a close second: my kids getting to go out to where
i grew up and go feral for the day. last weekend we hiked
around behind the dam and at the bottom of the
miracle waterfall was a sad, gasping carp.
things were not going his way and probably had been
heading south for quite a while. there were
glittery scales all over the rocks and he
had a definite resigned look in his eye.
i pushed him into a deeper pool...
while the board of directors considered his fate.
down swooped his/my hero!
he wrote his gratitude in ripples and wakes....
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