I choose to listen to the river for a while, thinking river thoughts, before joining the night and the stars. — Edward Abbey
Although I worked for a season on Lake Powell, I struggled with this one thought, I knew it was truly a river. I liked going up to Hite, where the waters had receded due to drought and restored the Colorado River to her natural boundaries. There I could sit along the shores of the Colorado River and listen, and feel what the river felt like in time before, and as it should be once again. I stayed for the night, watching the moonlight illuminate the cliffs and the morning sun reflect them on the waters…
Men may dam it and say that they have made a lake, but it will still be a river. It will keep its nature and bide its time, like a caged animal alert for the slightest opening. In time, it will have its way; the dam, like the ancient cliffs, will be carried away piecemeal in the currents. — Wendell Berry
nomadruss in words and photos 
This is very nice…
Thank you!
Beautiful shots! That sky…
Thanks Corey!
What words are there to really express this wondrous gift to the universe.. wonderful photos!
The Maker did some good work out in Utah!
Indeed he did…one day I shall visit and see it in person!
I love this.
A lot.
I appreciate your telling me!
Great, as always..
Gracias!
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The images themselves are poetic. Thank you for sharing
Appreciate that!
Hello, great place, nice skills
Thanks, it is a great place…
amazing photography of landscapes..
Thanks!
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