“Great US Rivers
Reveal Their Secrets” says one of today’s headlines. I love the thought of the secrets of rivers. Of the stories they murmur to the
attentive listener. Of the
histories they scrawl out in the longhand of their oxbows. Of the passages they have recorded, the
voyages of paddle-wheelers, the treks of kayaks, the diagonal crossing of horse
and rider, evading followers.
In today’s rain, here where we have no rivers, rivulets are appearing everywhere, on usually dry ground, promising secrets of
their own.
image: Winter River, GVKImages
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