Verdejo 2021

The old man sat at the edge of the lake, looking out as the water seemed to stretch on to infinity, merging with the skyline in the distance. He tossed a stone and smiled as it skipped three times before sinking. He tossed another and watched it skip four times before going under. Smiling, he fantasized about throwing stone after stone, each one skipping further and further until they met the sky. He reached down and picked up another, getting ready to throw it…