Some of my favorite childhood memories are of spending summer afternoons "fishing" with my dad. Instead of poles we used nets, waiting patiently in thigh-deep water for a ripple of iridescent color. One flick of the wrist and up came a bright, wriggling fish. We'd study it for a moment before releasing it to slip back into its watery world. Aquacolor is a thank you to my dad for those golden days. |