Swimming Hole

I’ve been trying for a while to get the photo of this wading pool that I can see in my mind. This one wasn’t it. And neither was this one.

This one, though? It’s closer, but still not quite what I was after.

But it’s OK, as it gives me a completely plausible reason to return to this little remote oasis.

near Marathon, Texas
photographed 7.13.2018

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