West Canada Creek
A door opened… today I start a new job. Back to what I know, but something more. Hopefully, I haven’t forgotten.
Not closing a door… although I left, I do not want to forget. Friends are a precious commodity and the ones I made over the past two years I do not want to lose. I will stay in-touch with all of them.
I went up to the West Canada Creek yesterday before the sun completely dropped below the trees. The rains over the weekend provided the creek with the volume I needed to capture more turbulent flow. I also needed the serenity the sound of rushing water always brings me. I spent an hour playing in the creek… totally needed that time.
I will be thinking of you…