Gutter fiddle rehearsal at the mineral springs with spectators of a homo sapien variety and some of an amphibious variety.

Eventually my urge to utilize the toiletry facilities increased and I had to disembark. As I crossed the road making my way back to the trail I realized I had forgotten my electromagnetic communicator device. I generally like to have it along in order to digitally capture any potential creatures or scenes of aesthetic value. I decided to cut my technological dependency shackles and continued on. I visited another portion of the preserve alongside the springs. I continued my gutter fiddle rehearsal while observing my surroundings. I noticed a spectator of an amphibious variety observing me from a hollowed out tree root. Judging by the expression on his face, I'm willing to bet that he's never witnessed a performance quite like that before. I was happy to provide him with a source of entertainment. Amphibians don't give me performance anxiety so I didn't encounter any mishaps that I typically face in front of a homo sapiens audience. I was disappointed that I wasn't able to take a picture of my little music fan in the tree root but events play out for a reason in the grand scheme of things. Perhaps if I had remembered my device the electromagnetic waves might have interfered with his natural sensory and he would have gone into hiding. All I know is that this was the path that I chose and the course of events played out as they did in this reality. Perhaps in an alternate dimension I was able to get that picture but I could have missed something else while being distracted by that sophisticated gizmo.