When it rains, the western face of our traprock ridge collects all the rain drops as they seep through the talus slope and run under the rocky debris.
What a delightful journey it is to read your words. I feel much more like the lucky raindrop than that stuck cow! :) Thank you.
I wrote a sequel (or prequel) to this which starts in the kidney and ends up somewhere entirely different. XOXO
Love the way you think! 😂
You are so lucky to know the names of all of the damns and riverlets, so much fun reading this and so joyful. I can see tiny smiles on each droplet as it goes on it's journey some doing the backstroke as they go.
How wonderful to imagine them doing the backstroke!
ha ha I see them and they are giggling
What a wonderful journey. I too would love to see the map, if easy to send.
I wish I could see a map of the Waterl flow I got lost after “Mudder’s cow pasture.
Just emailed you a map!
What a delightful journey it is to read your words. I feel much more like the lucky raindrop than that stuck cow! :) Thank you.
I wrote a sequel (or prequel) to this which starts in the kidney and ends up somewhere entirely different. XOXO
Love the way you think! 😂
You are so lucky to know the names of all of the damns and riverlets, so much fun reading this and so joyful. I can see tiny smiles on each droplet as it goes on it's journey some doing the backstroke as they go.
How wonderful to imagine them doing the backstroke!
ha ha I see them and they are giggling
What a wonderful journey. I too would love to see the map, if easy to send.
I wish I could see a map of the Waterl flow I got lost after “Mudder’s cow pasture.
Just emailed you a map!