McKenzie River, Oregon

This past weekend a night was spent on the McKenzie River.

This is the view from the cabins window.

We were surrounded by beautiful trees and then there was the river.

With so much rain this year, the river was fuller than I had ever seen.

It rushed by.

If wasn't the meandering river where you wanted to wile away

the day sitting in these chairs.

But it was a time to explore and savor the moments among the trees.

Enjoy with me!

Nearby sat the Goodpasture Bridge.

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
~ Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories

This quote was found on Goodreads.

There were raindrops settling on the trees

The rocks glistened in the light of the day

The spring flowers bravely stepped into the light

And yes, the waters haunted me with their rushing by

I rejoiced in the beauty of my world

~m.miller