| Michael ( @ 2008-04-25 10:03:00 |
A river runs through it....
The little streams that gather the runoff from the hills are bare trickles in the summer. But for a couple of glorious weeks each spring they get to pretend that they are mighty rivers crashing through the valleys.
I guess we all have our glory days from time to time.




The little streams that gather the runoff from the hills are bare trickles in the summer. But for a couple of glorious weeks each spring they get to pretend that they are mighty rivers crashing through the valleys.
I guess we all have our glory days from time to time.



