CLEAR
“The Water Knows Scott”
When the surface stills, and the sun lays down golden fingers on the glassy skin of your backyard pool, or that koi pond, or fountain that you swore you’d clean last spring, someone knows. Someone’s already been there. The algae, the pH, the balance you never see, that silent chemistry of clarity and calm, isn’t magic. It’s Scott. Not always “Scott,” but always a Scott. The guy who shows up early with a bucket, a test kit, and a look in his eye like, “Yeah, I know you forgot to brush the sides again.” You don’t see him much in winter. In winter, he’s a whisper, tuning up heaters, draining systems, catching breath before summer hits like a cannonball. Come July, he’s booked solid, back-to-back skimming chaos off the surface of success. Because every still water hides a war, and Scott? Scott’s the peacekeeper. This isn’t just about pools. This is for the craftsmen, the fixers, tuners, levelers, balancers, those who keep the unseen world in check so the seen world can shine. They don’t chase clout, they chase calcium buildup. They don’t do it for credit, they do it because they said they would. They were there before your business had a name, before the wedding toast, before the celebration barbecue by the newly installed spa. Before the housewarming. Before the house. This is for the hired hands who became helping hands, then friends, the kind who know your gate code but never use it without calling. The ones who don’t upcharge in emergencies. Who never exploit a storm, only weather them. The ones you still call, even after you “made it.” Success has a shine, but behind every shine is someone brushing the sides, checking the balance, skimming the surface and conditioning the deep. So here’s to Scott, and every craftsman with calloused hands and a calendar full of others’ priorities. They may not trend, but they endure. They’re in demand when it matters, and they matter more than most will ever know. So keep them close. Respect their time. Pay them well. And never forget, still water only looks peaceful because someone like Scott kept it from turning green. Amen