A Path in the Sky
An eight-year-old girl stood knee-deep in the cold creek with a large white bucket, pondering the stones beneath her feet. For some time, she remained quite still, her eyes never leaving the water. A breeze rustled the trees that lined the bank. Spots of light skipped across the surface. She watched small fish dart about her ankles and away downstream. Then, just at the corner of her vision, there was a small movement. She stepped forward and in one motion plunged the bucket through the water and brought it up sharply, then peered into it.
