We are lying face down on the blanket watching the fish in the pond. And waiting. Hoping it stays clear after I cleaned out the slime goop. I discuss my aquascaping philosophy. Can you hear their little bubbles when we feed them? They all came out for a bite to eat. The teenage rooster tests my patience and affirmations. We rest and meditate on the ideas of patience and balance. All the pond’s a stage, and the fish within it merely players. Hmm. I’m going to just close my eyes for a minute. Can you take watch?

Waiting for the algae to bloom.m4a

— Kettle 🫖 😘