I rest on the bottom of the pond, my fins steadying me. Princess Aurora fusses around me, trying to reassure me. I should be looking out for the others, but I feel rather overwhelmed.
Our slate shelves are now well out of the water. They are our shelters when the pond level is high. The waterlily leaves float downwards with the water level.
I rest at the bottom, feeling exposed.
At last the water begins to rise again. We feel refreshed and invigorated. The planks have gone and our sky roof is blue.
hot dayunder waterlily reflections
posted by Dawn (Shubunkin) for the Pond Fish