May 19, 2002
It is a bit depressing to return to the lake by your house and find that you cannot throw a rock across it as well as you did. It is even more down to return to the place and find the lake reduced to a mere puddle of its former self. You can throw the rock across it now but that is not a challenge to yourself. I wonder what became of the fish. I do not see them anymore, sloshing about in the puddle that was the lake. Of course, the place can be cleaned up now after all.