Landscape Photography | A River Runs Through It

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)

River Rock in Upstate NY

Haunted By Waters | click image to enlarge

 

River Rock in the North Country of NY

River Rock in the North Country | click to enlarge

 

Rushing River in Upstate NY

Rushing River | click to enlarge

 

I too am haunted by waters. These waters in particular. This place, my secret place, is like being welcomed to a strangely familiar home.  An eerily happiness, an unsettled sense of place.

If I die young, bury me in satin. Lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song.” (The Band Perry)

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