On the way to my sons’ school I have to cross over a very long bridge over a pretty large lake. One really can’t ignore the lake because its pretty large and it is also a very shallow lake and full of alligators. Its always cool to go over the bridge and count how many gators are on top of the water.
Some days the water is perfectly flat all the way across. Not even a ripple. The next day the water is really rough. Without even having to give it a second thought, our mind is aware that both, either flat or rough, is totally normal. Read More
