SPRING.

“And so then, I had to whip out my journal! I mean the fish was this big! How could I not record it? It’d be a waste, scientifically speaking.” Poppy threw her arms out, marking the size of the fish before opening her journal to show the recording. “Have you caught anything cool lately?”

alice’s jaw dropped lower and lower while the other continued with her explanations. “that is absolutely crazy! imagine if it’s a species they’ve never seen before? they could name it after you!” she clapped her hands out of excitement, which quickly faded into disappointment while she answered the question. “does an old boot covered in whatever there is at the bottom of the pond fit in the cool category? i’ve thought about starting a trend based off the collection of mismatched boots i’ve caught. i have so many already! nothing screams fashion like a crusty looking pair of booties, am i right?”