Do you remember Eva Cassidy's rendition of the song, "The River is Wide"?
The River is wide I cannot get over
And neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row my love and I
Those lyrics were my first thoughts when I decided to go down to the river and photograph it.
This is a river that I cross every time I make a trip into town to the north of the farm, or when I travel east. That is because this river threads through many small towns around me.
I never take the river for granted, but turn to look when I cross over. It reminds me of the twists and turns that a single life encounters.... much like mine.
There is a very peaceful feeling of the river today, as the water barely moves downstream. When the weather changes to rain, the river takes on a much more turbulent look and it rises quickly. Before it was tamed with the Colorado River Authority, it would do a lot of damage as it reached out beyond it's banks.
As the trains leave town, they also must cross the river. You can see the train bridge in the background.
One lone fisherman sits at the edge of the river.....I wonder if he feels the peace of the river as I do today?
Wishing you a peaceful week,
Meggie Mac
