The Craigslist ad for our house boasted views of the river. It was hard (impossible) to see at first. Now as winter comes—with the foliage dropping and the leaves on the trees having thinned—you can catch a glimpse from the kitchen window. If you can even call it a glimpse. I walk all over the place anyway, it only makes sense to walk down there.
The one photo with the log looks like fingers grasping it. Fantastic shots!
7th photo is beautiful
I met the man in the hat in the Earthfare parking lot about a week ago. The very first thing he told me was that he didn’t drink beer and lives in a tent by the river. One of those things turned out to be true.