We have water flowing in our river. This seldom happens. Nearly all the water that flows out of the nearby mountains is diverted to irrigation canals. Every once in a while there is enough left over to send some down the river to the ponds on the far side of our community. Today was one of the days when the river filled its bed.
As I walked today I saw waves rippling in the ponds. I thought back to times when my father had taken me and my brother fishing when we were young.