Oh, the glorious sound of the river roaring to life once again.
It paces my feet and floods my ears with it's beautiful music.
Ok, enough poetic crap. I love the river however. I love listening to the water rushing about. It has been bare to barely a trickle all year. Last night we were pelted with rain and wind as a cold front blew in. Today, on this crisp cool morning, the river came alive.