Bug in the suds

There were pieces of northern ice in on the beach this afternoon but

it was a few degrees above zero so the snow in the woods was melting.

And a few spiders and bugs were out, though some somewhat sluggish.

This fly couldn't get out of the suds he'd landed on in a little brook

coming down to the beach, and the suds kept turning and turning. Then

the suds hit a rock and he was off.