If you travel the length of the Columbia River, especially during the wet spring, you soon realize it’s a many-toed beast. Water cascades into it from most of its promontories. Remnants of historic floods through the millennia, snow melt and storm—even wind takes its due. Sometimes basalt puts up a hurdle.
Just beautiful
Such vivid images. I saw them and I felt quite emotional from this piece. Thank you
A beautiful creation. Your heart shines through. Patti is married to a man who is deeply in touch with the spirits of life. Thank you neighbor.
Excellent writing, Doug. A treasure for those of us who love the Gorge and who love YOU!