However, upon closer inspection, I realized it was a green plant of some sort, growing and floating on top of the water. As I leaned over to pull a sample of it into my jar, something hopped by me into the water and swam under it. A frog! Darn! Missed my chance at that one.
Here is the creek and in-between area that connects the smaller pond to the larger one. Really, this story is going somewhere, stick with me here.
In this area are a lot of dried reeds and plants. It was here I got the strange feeling that I was being watched.
It was a dark, muggy afternoon. It had started raining, and all was quiet. Except for the drip, drip, drip on the pond's surface. It was eerie. I observed that the second, larger pond was very, very murky. It looked dark and deeper than I thought it would be. I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable near it's edge and I backed away.
I headed back towards the other pond, unable to shake that feeling of being watched. Wasn't I a little too old to believe in pond monsters? Or swamp aliens? Then I heard a twig snap. I nervously gathered my last water sample and bagged it up, deciding it was time to skedaddle my Pony Girl patootie on out of there. When I spotted him. Across the pond. Behind the trees.
Ah ha! I was being watched!! I knew it! It was that big spotted pond monster of mine! In case you didn't see him: