Stone Circle a rosebush said: these frosts are wearisome

She hears her mother's approach before she hears her words, but she doesn't move from where she's perched herself over the water — in fact, she gives no sign of response for several moments. When she finally does look up, her blue eyes are wide. Hi ma, She says softly.
There's somethin' in the water, She observes a moment later, calm but fascinated. It's hard to get a good look at the small things moving so fast under the water, but she's certain her mother must know what they are. She looks at her expectantly, glancing back at the water briefly.