For Saturday six word stories.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: slippery.
The front rocks at the lake slope down into the water. The rocks are terrifically slick when it first rains.
They are also slick when we try to step into the lake to swim.
We invented a new way to get in this year. On the edge of the water, go forward a bit and then…
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: crepuscule.
Honestly, my brain wants to mix it up with corpuscle. The poet part of my brain wants to play with both words and is thinking about creepy twilight stories more appropriate to next month. With characters wearing crepe, creeping around, carping about corpses. This is sounding more and more like a Charles Addams cartoon.
I used my zoom lens for this water strider, about fifteen feet out in the lake. It was the leaf that caught my eye first:
I thought it was an insect stranded on a leaf, but no. It left the leaf quickly. How amazing! Family Gerridae, here. A college friend from Florida calls them Jesus bugs: they can walk on water. Over 1700 species have been identified. Think of being out in the waves on the water, no boat.
And prayers for those in the storm’s way and flooding.
For Wordless Wednesday.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: orange.
This is the funny pine, branches reflected and disturbed in the lake.
Water is endlessly beautiful and magical and sometimes terrifying.