I Refuse to Grow Up

It's not all I thought it would be so I refuse to do it– this growing up…

The stillness of my dock devotion was broken this morning by — wait for it–minnows!!! Schools of glorious minnows so ambitious and animated they were actually clearing the surface. Cyndie, Rhonda, are y'all there? Do you see 'em in the top right picture? No? Okay, how about the ones I zoomed in on for y'all at the bottom– the ones I took on my belly, hoping I wouldn't drop my iPhone in the lake and wondering how I would ...