Joaquin Sorolla y Bastida Child's Siesta

before we were talking about the sun?’
‘Zigzagging aimlessly over the water,’ said one of the young flies; This was a fair bet in any case.
‘No, before that.’
‘Er . . . you were telling us about the Great Trout.’
‘Ah. Yes. Right. The Trout. Well, you see, if you’ve been a good mayfly,
zigzagging up and down properly -‘ ‘- taking heed of your elders and betters -
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‘- yes, and taking heed of your elders and betters,
then beginning to realise that, as the most senior fly present, it now had the privilege of hovering closest to the surface.
‘They say, ‘ said the mayfly at the top of the zigzagging crowd, ‘that when
the Great Trout comes for you, you go to a land flowing eventually the Great Trout -‘ClopClop‘Yes?’ said one of the younger mayflies.There was no reply.‘The Great Trout what?’ said another mayfly, nervously.They looked down at a series of expanding concentric rings on the water. ‘The holy sign!’ said a mayfly.’I remember being told about that! A Great Circle in the water! Thus shall be the sign of the Great Trout!’thoughtfully. It was