This is the picture I didn’t take of the girl sitting with her feet dangling in the pool, who finally plucked up courage to wade to the center of the pool. She stood there moving her arms in gentle swirls feeling the water coursing through her fingers, head lifted back. She was there for several minutes until she looked around, and noticed she was under adult-observation. Thinking a rule broken, she wandered safely back to the edge, the solitary moment transgressed.