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A River’s Moods

Today my dog and I took a slightly different route on one of our walks. The weather was good, I felt pretty good, and she was full of vim. So over the bridge we went, and I took out my phone because it was perfect. The sun was directly behind me, shining into the water and illuminating everything—if you don’t know where the rapids are, it’s difficult to see them.

But as we walked, thunderheads started rolling in. And the river had changed it’s entire attitude. Now it was hiding it’s bed under a silvery cloak, but the danger was much more clear.

And you have to wonder, which mood really is more friendly?

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I knit, spin, machine knit, dye fiber, transform it in all sorts of ways. I’m also transitioning. Sometimes I may get political, because the personal is political. 😏

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