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
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