I used to love spending time at my GrandMaman`s house who lived by the river. I would spend mornings and afternoons on the dock, lying on my tummy watching the minnows swirling in circles and catfish jumping up now and then. I could never eat a catfish because they were like friends...pets to me. And the minnows would tickle my hand in the water and my ankles if I dared put my feet in the water. I say dare, because we were not allowed to venture in the water without an adult. I don`t ever remember disobeying that rule either. When I think of the freedom we had then that most children don`t have today, I was pretty lucky to spend all that time alone with these little critters.
lying on the dock
absorbed by swirling minnows
catfish splashes
(c) Tournesol
