Dusk time on the Rio Grande in T or C
The Rio Bravo, just a shadow of it’s previous flow, but still stately in places. Although not as blue as the sky reflecting off the surface, it was filled with life, carp surfacing, Red Wing Black birds, Barn Swallows, and Neoropic Cormorants all dancing and skimming across the surface. A brown lab chasing a tennis ball time and again for the joy of self,master, and me. A truly peaceful time held in by reflections of life, past and the river and sky. It feels like you could drift with this for hours.
Reflect on what is and yet to be on your journey†††nada te turbe††††††††jim