a leisurely late afternoon paddle on the des moines river yesterday afforded me a chance to commune with the eagles, geese, and a pair of swans. nature continues to amaze me in all that she provides for our eyes to behold. i never tire of the solitude.
To myself I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me. --Sir Isaac Newton
Faye Webster - 'But Not Kiss'
5 months ago
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Reminiscent of a Christo project--the skirted island.
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