River life

We need only walk several hundred feet to escape civilization and feed on the river. The flow of water over the rocks drowning out the sound of cars and airplanes. A place that feels like our own, although we share it with the world.

The river is always there to greet us.


She’s never too busy. She’ll take the time to listen when we sit down for a chat.


The extent of her energy seems limitless.


She’s the spirit that gathers us– human, bear, eagle, and salmon.


And although her presence is constant, she never looks the same. She adapts and changes to the conditions around her. Sometimes her cup runneth over. Sometimes she’s low. But no matter the conditions, she’s always sustaining life.


7 thoughts on “River life

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s