Even the anatomy of a river was laid bare. Not far downstream was a dry channel where the river had run once, and part of the way to come to know a thing is through its death. But years ago I had known the river when it flowed through this now dry channel, so I could enliven its stony remains with the waters of memory.
Norman Maclean – A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
Picture of stream near Flodden, Northumberland ©Bobby Seal
I’ve been enjoying these, mostly in my inbox, since before we all locked down. All power to you, and your important work this May Day morning
Thanks Christie, that’s a great encouragement.
Maclean seems like a great person to quote from the rivers of Scotland. I love that book! Thanks!
Thanks Emily. Although he set the book in Montana, agree that there’s a universality to so many of the things he has to say.