Sunday, September 28, 2008
South River Falls
The clouded sky makes the understory glow green technicolor against the soaked, black tree trunks and dark grey stones and slate. Thick, misted air proves that rain has been here, and will return at any moment. The stream is busting with water, tumbling out of its drought-drawn borders, down any channel it can find.
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