Fish are breaking the surface of the water, feeding on the insects that have hatched in the past few warm days. It's a tranquil sound.

The trees and grasses along the water's edge, lit by the lights of the park, are mirrored by the pond.

To the far right, there is a great dark area where no light touches. I've never seen a black like this, so deeply black an infinity of universe may stretch from within it.

I'm not naturally brave. I want to hide from the darkness in my life, let things be. But this is a dark of such beauty it seems paradoxically a source of light, an invitation beckoning.