Today I saw a well known section of the Snake River and imagined everyone in Southern California getting to have a drink of water.
Sometimes if you just sit and wait, attentively, with your eyes open, you might spot some movement in the branches. (Photo 1). And if you remain attuned and lucky, you might then see, as I did, something striking. (Photo 2)
in the spray
are sheathed and unsheathed
by harmless passing clouds