BY THE RIVER: Calm #writephoto

Walking by the river on a day in the fall, the river was flat. Like a winding mirror through the hills and valleys, it reflected back the colors of the trees along its path. “Hard to believe,” thought Maggie, “That we have had storm after storm and this is the first quiet day in weeks.”

You could tell there’d been recent storms if you looked. Many parts of the river were blocked by tree limbs. Maggie hoped someone would come and clear the waterway. Eventually, all the fallen limbs and leaves would choke the river and no one would be able to use it, though the ducks seemed happy enough.

She amended the thought. People couldn’t use it, but the fish, turtles, herons, ducks, swans, and geese were content. If it was wet and they could find a bit of something to eat, life was good.

Given the weather, no one was going kayaking anyway. It was one storm after another. And once in a while, a perfect peaceful sunny day.

This was such a day. She couldn’t remember the last one, but she put all her worries in a dark closet in the back of her brain. Today was beautiful and tomorrow would have to take care of itself.

Thus, as she walked, she had no thought in her head but to enjoy these golden hours as long as they lasted.

Categories: Anecdote

Tags: calm, Marilyn Armstrong, Sue Vincent's Thursday Photo Prompt