At The Pool
Tall One and Small One

“I’ll go in with you, so we can go together,” the taller weed said to the other. “I’m not sure,” said Small One. “It might be cold.” Tall One nodded.

“Yes, it might be cold, but it will be fun, and we’ll get warmed up in no time! Come on, you know you want to,” Tall One offered.

The water looked so inviting with the sun sparkling diamond reflections, and little ripples that lapped at the edges of the pool, spurred on by the wind. Small One and Tall One relied on each other. Small One sometimes needed a bit of handholding, and Tall One sometimes needed to be strong. By helping each other they always helped themselves.

But still there was hesitation. Small One still was not sure (actually that is what he said, but really, they both knew he was just a bit scared). “What to do in this situation?” wondered Tall One. She wanted desperately to go swimming, but she knew she could not leave Small One behind. So for a while, they waited.

They watched the water as it continued to invite them in, and they watched as a leaf from a nearby tree languidly floated down to the water, landed with a soft “plop!” and floated peacefully on the water’s surface.

A tiny breeze caused Small One to turn towards Tall One, and Tall One took that as a “Yes!” So without further ado, the two weeds hopped in. Although it was cold at first, they warmed up in no time and soon were laughing and splashing, enjoying themselves tremendously.

Have a good weekend everyone!

Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.

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