It's always changing - isn't it?
Our vision. The view.
Our space. The place.
The river that rocks and rolls...and carries on.
It's one day too full. In the next - it's so empty.
After a summer of rain...she sits.
Quiet and still.
This season's color.
And - never ceasing to amaze.
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To those who are celebrating...and to all those who are not.
A wish for a sweet...full and peace-filled New Year.