Today's OneWord: Tracks

We followed the train tracks all the way until they disappeared into the floodwater, the dip in the stone allowing for the storm to create a brand new sort of artificial pond. Troy was itching to drop a couple pieces of broken gravel into the pool to see how deep it was, but I preferred to test it with a stick. The first broken branch I found was way too short, and I lost my grip on it while dipping it into the murky water.