Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Water, Summer
Like most people, I love any form water takes in nature. But brooks are my favorite--hearing them rush by, crouching on a rock to look closely beneath the changing surface.The bank's random arrangement of sticks, plants, rich humus and stone seems like perfection. I'm always happy next to a brook.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment