It came out of the camera just like this. I wonder if the yellow and green combined with the light caused the little pond to be so blue. There is a town in Louisiana near the Gulf of Mexico named for the yellow flowers--Golden Meadow, Louisiana.
There is a story to this little pond. When I was very small, small enough to ride in a goat cart, my father found a baby goat in this spot. Hunters had killed its mother. He brought it home and it was fed milk from a soda pop bottle with a nipple on it. When "Nanny" grew big enough my father made a little cart, a two wheeled sulky, for her to pull. I rode around the yard in it for short periods of time.. Nannie lived to be about 10 years old. During that time she ate several linens and sheets off my mother's clothesline.