Before the Raindrops Disturbed the Water’s Surface

 

Sitting on a dock over Lake Jackson, we listened to the frogs in the aquatic weeds. We watched the moorhens walk on water and stalk snacks. There were several different kinds of small fish swimming in the clear water beneath us. It was bliss.

We sat until I feared for my camera (that I had tucked in my shirt as the raindrops became more numerous).  We reluctantly returned to the truck.

I know that I will be back soon with the kayak.