Austin Davis Awaken

After the rainstorm of the night it was time to start a new. With the clear skied day beginning sometime around 6ish the surrounding tree line dim-ed the morning sun. One of the most beautiful mornings was witnessed as I awoke to see a lake of watter which seemed to span everywhere where the light reflections of the surrounding landscape seemed to be a third dimension or second sort of world I treaded my way through the water to begin the day. Some how a pack of minnows got washed into a diminishing puddle away from their stream. As I watched them wiggle hopelessly about their new home I realized that there was no hope for their lively hood without intervention. With something around five or so minnows I tried to scoop them up and run them about fifteen feet or so to the toped off stream, yet these little suckers are quick. As I chased these tiny fish about people began to show from their trucks and a small group of people began to spectate me transferring the fish. With chuckles in the air I continued my mission and looked a fool but at the end of the morning I felt accomplished.