J42: Character Sketch - Park

The cool water of the small man made lake was still and dim. This spring has been chilly, but today the warmth of coming summer flooding the park, the pond, and all their occupants.The great trees (some native to the park, others planted in the six decades since this place was named to the sacred honor of being Salem's only public green space) stood along the banks. The soft maples dropped their helicopter seeds across land and water. One by one the seeds that fell over the pond became waterlogged and sank in their twirling fashion. Benny had never seen such a thing. Swimming out from the shade near the banks and out to brighter waters, he chased what the maples had so kindly thrown his way. Before long other fish joined in and they developed a sort of a game of it. Soon it would be summer. The kids with their fishing poles would be about. But this year that is no worry for a playful fish so wee, only his mother would call him a keeper.