Pale Winter Light
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Nehalem Falls
Just downstream from Nehalem falls I found myself alone next to the merriest river.
As I dangled my feet in the strangely warm water I felt the lightest tapping on my upstream foot.
It was salmon smolt swimming by on their way to the sea.
So I joined them and swam just as naked as they were.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment