THE IMPLICATIONS OF A SIMPLE ACT

Lake McDonald, Montana

Great Lakes Rocks, Michigan

WE MAY NEVER KNOW THE IMPLICATIONS OF A SIMPLE ACT

I slowly walked along the placid water’s edge and then spied a lone flat rock lying among all the other tumbled, rounded rocks in a shallow inlet. I bent over, placed it in my grasp and threw a stealth strike along the mirrored surface. The lone rock shattered the solitude and skipped one, five, ten times before it lost momentum. Then it gently drifted down to an eternal rest as I walked on.

Many years later, the flat rock still remembered this day as the best of all time!