“... I take what is:
The light beats on the stones,
the wind over water shines
Like long grass through the trees...”
- from “The Words” by David Wagoner (1926-2021)
“... I take what is:
The light beats on the stones,
the wind over water shines
Like long grass through the trees...”
- from “The Words” by David Wagoner (1926-2021)
Yesterday evening's Bitterroot River ramble conjured fond thoughts of Ratty and Mole.
"Then they got out their boat from the boat-house, sculled down the river home, and at a very late hour sat down to supper in their own cosy riverside parlour, to the Rat's great joy and contentment." - The Wind in the Willows, Ch 2,
by Kenneth Grahame (1859-1932)
Pack in a lawn chair and sit awhile, cool your dusty, summer-hot feet in the Bitterroot River, maybe even at this same perfect spot on Maclay Flat just south of Missoula, Montana.
“The mark of a successful man is one that has spent an entire day on the bank of a river without feeling guilty about it. “ — Chinese philosopher
Late March: We progress to t-shirt weather and not a snowflake in sight. But experienced Montanans know: Wait on planting anything tender, and don’t put away the snow shovel just yet…
“... By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spellbound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.” —Kenneth Grahame (1859-1932), The Wind in the Willows)