Down to the River to Pray

Well, I'd planned to go down to the river and take pics of all the exposed rocks. It's my 3rd try inm the past few weeks, and each time I go there, I find that they've released water from the upstream water impediment, and there are fewer rocks to shoot. Dam.

I'd also thought I might spend some time quietly there - pray, think, whatever. I ended up talking with S2 about a family crisis (*) - praying as we talked that good decisions will be made and that damage done can be eventually fixed. I shot a few snaps whilst strolling along the river walk, and climbing up and down the paths.

So, there was little time to compose great shots, but I ended the evening playing "fun with post-processing." Best pics pasted below.


Something or other across the river


Trees and Rocks


More rocks in the river


(*) A friend said to me Sunday that my family was "One transvestite away from an appearance on the Springer show." I reminded him that we also had one of those, and not the sort you see in La Cage aux Folles. He then pronounced us completely ready for the show. I'll have to start practicing my chant: Jerry! Jerry!...