1774. no fresh fish

creek’s run dry

no fresh fish today, but

the heron

 

From time to time, I look down into the creek for the little orange goldfish. It’s where they’ve shown up at two different times—earlier this summer after rainfall and likewise last summer. Each time they disappeared after the waters dried up. It’s anybody’s guess where they come from but I’m guessing they’ll be back again so I’m making it my mission to find them out.