February 23, 2021


Soft clouds of sunrise fall sleepily from the eyes of the soul of the river, awakening from weeks of below zero slumber where it passed the long nights quietly dreaming of swans, otters, beavers and fish floating silently by.
Soft clouds of sunrise fall sleepily from the eyes of the soul of the river, awakening from weeks of below zero slumber where it passed the long nights quietly dreaming of swans, otters, beavers and fish floating silently by.