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Saturday, May 05, 2007

Saturday Sky: Prattling Brook


The brook and the runoff streams that flow into it run all through the conservation land that semicircles our neighborhood. In late summer it murmurs softly, slumbrous in the heat; in the winter, under the ice, it whispers of warmer days gone by and yet to come. These days, though, it shouts loudly and happily as it rushes headlong, like a kid finally freed from sitting in school.

4 Comments:

  • What a treat! Thanks for the picture and the text!

    By Blogger Roxie, at 10:39 AM  

  • Very nice, very pretty, I can hear it!

    By Blogger knitnzu, at 11:30 AM  

  • I could listen to the conversation between water and land forever.

    By Anonymous Suzanne, at 1:07 PM  

  • Beautiful! We had so little snow this year that our streams are barely able to prattle.

    By Blogger Margene, at 9:09 AM  

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