It looks like any river ...
Until you take a look around and realize that it took tens of thousands of years to erode down this far ...
The wet spring (and summer ... and fall) have rearranged the topography (and trees):
The maple trees were looking pretty good in the brief dry spell we had today.
There were lots of nice new rocks (and tumbled glass, and pottery shards) to skip across the water (and bring home in pockets):
Is it any wonder I'm landscaping my backyard to look like this park? All I need now is a sycamore tree ... because I love sycamores:
Don't you?
1 comment:
I'd be thrilled with a tree.
Sigh. Life on the plains.
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