A rainy day photographing with a friend in Ken Lockwood Gorge, this is a special place for me where I find talking trees. I not sure the saw the fisherman in the frame, but see if you find him. Clue he’s on a rock in the river.
The image of the dead cedar tree balancing on the rock, reminds me that life’s a balancing act.
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
? Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
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