Running Water
One of my favorite spots on our regular running route is the
small bridge where we cross over the South Fork of the
Kinnickinnic River. My anticipation builds as the path curves
away from the main part of the University campus and bends
down through a patch of sumac toward the stream.
I love to listen for the exact moment when I first hear the water
I love to listen for the exact moment when I first hear the water
flowing over stones in the stream bed. The sound of the small
riffle below the bridge comes just a few gratifying seconds before
I round the bend and the water comes into view.
On this particular morning we stopped on the bridge to look at
On this particular morning we stopped on the bridge to look at
these exquisite patterns where the ice caught the light. I came
back later to take this photo.