Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Green River

Crazed without sunshine, following 3 months in Alaska, Connor & I were craving hot weather, and warm water. We had no idea what a magical place we were about to venture into.

It was Stella’s first big river trip.

The Green River is a bird paradise. The subtle sounds of chirping; a constant lullaby and the sweetest morning serenade.

Our entire culture is ADD; it’s necessary to step back and take time to reflect. The river will accept nothing less. One can only go as fast as the water is willing to take him. The ebb and flow of life takes over as the current soothes the soul. Everything is connected. After all, the same water being floated was underfoot only months ago in the snow filled mountains of Wyoming.

Here, water wedges trenches in the earth, exposing wrinkles of the past. Our existence a mere blink, a moment, a spec of dust among a great wall of time.

Life depends on the river. So much could not exist without it’s meandering through this harsh land. Ease among the harsh desert moonscape; a vibrant labyrinth of nourishment.

It nourished us as well; a necessary escape from the heat.

Bird of paradise.

A great escape. A nice reality, if only for a while…

Dear Utah,
Thanks for sharing.

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