The River from a Pink Point of View!

It's the Fourth of July weekend which usually marks the 1/2 way point of summer. I'm not going to let this summer go by and not enjoy the outdoors. I found a favorite spot to do just that. I ride my bike down the river greenway to the what use to be called the "White Bridge". Never could figure that out as a kid, the bridge was green but everyone called it the white bridge. Now it's been replaced by a beautiful cement bridge that I can sit upon and view the river below. Last week I made my journey to the bridge and sat what seemed like for hours just watching the water dance under my feet. I was amazed by a few small bubbles that kept appearing along the edge of the water that meets with the muddy shore. My curiosity and imagination got the best of me and my mind began to dream of what the bubbles could have meant. Could it have been something buried below the shore hanging on to life? Was it some sort of monster growing just beneath the waters edge? Today I journeyed to the same spot but this time brought along my camera. When I climbed the bridge at the same spot as the other day, I noticed the water was much lower. I looked for the area that had produced the bubbles. When I found the place where I had seen bubbles appearing from under the water just days before, it was then I began to understand and make sense of the mystery that had stumped me earlier. Before my eyes I could see an old discarded rubber tire. It was still beneath the water's level, but was being used as an exercise arena for a few small fish. Like lights coming on in a dark room, I began to understand what had made the bubbles that had been such a puzzle before. This once usable old tire was the home of some sort of river fish...not the possible crime scene that I had invented in my mind days before. Mystery solved....I watch way too many crime scene stories on television.