Early Morning Barton Springs Swim Report
When we lived in Houston, we had a garden pond in the yard and the green herons were often seen hunting the goldfish we had added. There was also a great blue heron that would perch on our roof and though I never saw it fishing in the pond, I'm pretty sure it did. We bought goldfish about half-a-dozen at a time about every month.
Fine swim. Fine writing.
I have a pool and I'll say it's enjoyable. In a lake? Nah. Fish got teefs
There are these 3 dudes in San Francisco that (I assume) keep the old-school gay scene alive in the Castro: they are visibly quite elderly, way older than 50's, and they walk around wearing not but socks, shoes, and each a different piece of cloth or sequined fabric around the one bit deemed generally "indecent."
I don't get out to the Castro much so I was amused that it so well delivered by me passing these guys not ten minutes after I got off the train. I stopped at the bank to get some cash, and the bank teller said, "These guys are here rain or shine. Just in case you assumed it's because this is a nice day, nope! They might have an umbrella, but they're naked."
I said, "I admire it," which is very similar to Good for you.