Day 705: Thinking about lily pads

Day 705:

There’s a bunch of lily pads outside on the river. They’re heavy enough to hold my weight when I go fishing, but light enough that I can accidentally catch them when I’m fishing. They seem pretty fragile, a good whack against the stem sends them loose. But on the other hand they’re sturdy enough to hold one however-many-pounds me.

It’s kind of fascinating, and maybe a metaphor for life, that we can be both sturdy enough for others to get a lift, and fragile enough to come tumbling down.

They also make a cute squish noise when I walk on them.