Sunday, April 29, 2007

Turbid

Her long legs were encased in rubber wading boots, and she stood in the middle of the marsh. Dark hair pulled back, khaki hat on her head, she grinned and waved her companions over. The samples here would be perfect.

She reached into her knapsack and retrieved a glass tube and rubber stopper. She scooped the sediment slowly, covered the tube, shook. The layers separated into dirt, sand, and muddy water. Debris floated at the top.

Slowly she waded back to shore, then she took off her hat and soaked up the sun. Satisfied with her day, she began to hum. She'd go back out for more later.

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