She was raised in the Amazon rainforest on a house boat. She swam in the amazon almost daily as a child, and one day she wanted to go fishing. She had a good rope, and a hook. She attached it to the rope and flung it into the water. Snap. The hook was gone.
She got another hook, slightly larger this time and attached it to the rope. She tried again to throw it into the water. Snap. She was starting to get frustrated now.
She grabbed the biggest hook she could find on the ship, attached it to the rope, and heaved it far into the water. Snap.
She couldn’t believe it. She looked into the water, and saw some bubbles. These bubbles eventually revealed the snout of the biggest crocodile she’d ever seen. It had to have been the length of their house boat. (She confided that the house boat wasn’t very big to begin with, nor was it well made). Still she had a lovely time living in the amazon and now gets cold rather easily.
It was 28 degrees out and she easily had two long layers on. The last time I saw her, she was off to take photos of an Osprey or some Mallard ducks. She gave me a hug before she left and said I had the prettiest eyes while she was stuck with boring blue. Here I was thinking I would rather have blue eyes than boring brown. Go figure.