The river he grew up with is no more. The river that swelled and swirled with the seasons is no more. Where he used to start and end his days with a refreshing dip, there are now just a few puddles. Where will he go for his pail of water for the day?
[This microtale was written for the above photograph, which made it to the finals in the Greenstorm Nature Photography Contest 2020, and was published on the Greenstorm Foundation website.]