Water from the wetlands backed up into yard today making a large lake. I always wonder where all the little fish come from as I never seem to see that many when I look into the swamp. Maybe they live at the base of the bushes, as there are many holes there full of black, swampy water. When it rains and the lake forms it seems they just love to race around until the sun dries it back. The early morning sun brings with it flocks of black birds which seem to be drawn to the new lake, and at its edge they dance, bathe and just simply have fun for hours at a time.
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