Leaves float, everyone knows that. You put a leaf in water and it will float. Been cleaning the pool over the past several days, and thanks to the neighbor’s tree I have more than enough leaves to try to get out, and it hit me.
So many leaves at the bottom of the pool, my friend that cleans pools for a living calls them “dirty leaves”. Over time apparently leaves sink, and then, for lack of a better term, “muck” develops on these leaves and there they sit. Well, as I made my way around the pool with the vacuum, I started breaking up the piles of leaves and most of them, once free of the muck that held them down, started floating up to the top again, where I could easily take the skimmer and remove them from the pool.
Leaves are feelings. Stay with me here, a leaf falls on the water and if left there long enough will go under, only to be trapped until someone or something comes along and lets it free. Isn’t this how it is for people who do not express their feelings or act on them? While they are on the surface, they are very easy to clean up, but once at the bottom, it is very difficult to get them back to the surface.
So which pool are you?