Wednesday, July 26, 2017

I don't find science

Science finds me. On my way to the Plaza from Division I paused at one of the viewing balconies over the river to drink some water and take a rest. As I watched the currents and eddies, I noticed this fine fellow dawdling along




So, I pulled out the camera and started to do what I do.




As I watched, the trout suddenly took a dive at a rock, which suddenly became a bright red crawdad




Who was not the easy mark our hero thought it was.




He eyed the thing, which showed no sign of becoming more eatable




And sauntered off.


Seriously, the convention center is so close I could hit it with a tennis ball. This is in the middle of downtown.

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