Sunday, April 17, 2016

Kayaderosseras


Rushing waters sparkled and danced, flickering diamonds flowing in smooth jade. Or molten glass or dark green taffy, pulled this way and that by the spinning, whirling world.


Clean and clear as the air that rushed along ruffling our hair and tugging at the fly lines, like a happy child might fluff a doggy's ears.



Chuckling gently over the smooth places, it laughed as loud as a drunken party where the rocks tossed and tore it.


You could see inside the rolling waves as if they were glass cases for mobile morsels of whatever the water found along the flow.



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Lovely, peaceful, wild and gleeful, this little river is like a shining light upon the land it bisects.

5 comments:

lisa said...

I have said it a thousand times, but I am going to say it again, you have a wonderful way with words and I am envious!

Jacqueline Donnelly said...

Wow! You have certainly described the charms of a rushing creek as no one else can! I visit the Kayaderosseras often, and from now on it will seem lovelier than ever before.

threecollie said...

Lisa, thank you!

Jacqueline, thank you so very much. I loved our Saturday fishing trips. Who needs fish anyhow? lol

Terry and Linda said...

I love how you write! You are a master with words!

Linda

Cathy said...

And the sun made it so.

Oh welcome! welcome spring!