Dreams. Chronicles of the Night.


Pond

The water was crystal clear. The pond was two metres of diameter and not very deep. In the water you could see perches with bright red fins.

We were sitting by the pond with my parents and my brother. We had the hooks and the lines with us. There was no need for a fishing rod. It was enough to simply hold the line in your hand.

The fishes were greedy to catch the bait. The water was clear so it was easy to see where the fish were going. Soon we had a dozen of sizable fish. They were piled on top of each other in a box.

I paid attention to the surrounding nature. There were pines and firs growing next to the pool. Green verdant vegetation filled the entire area. I noticed that in the midst of the nearby bushes there were colourful beetles. I marvelled at their colours. They were ornamental and full of Disney characters.

"How is it possible that a bug contains the picture of Donald Duck?" I asked.
"It shows that Nature is not an arbitrary phenomenon," my father replied. "The cartoon characters would not be there without a guiding force."

I continued catching the fish. Apparently my mother had already smoked some of the fish. At least the top fish had already been prepared and dark from the smoke.

I thought the ready-cooked fish should not have been mixed with the raw ones. However, the smoked fish was very tasty.


Previous

Next

ArchiveBack

12 April 2003